Anyway, we drove up there and hanged out with the family for a while. It had been nearly a year since we last saw each other, so there was tons of catching up to do. I get into a couple of political discussions with some people I don�t know and all hell broke loose, in a good way though. It�s funny that people automatically assume that I agree with liberal views just because I�m young and am a musician. That�s until they say something stupid, trying to get me to agree with them, and then I go all conservative on their asses. It�s a fun way to make friends! I also got to visit with my new little cousin Tony. He was only a few months when I had last seen him and it was great to watch him run around and falling over stuff. I had to pick him up constantly just to give him kisses. Babies are so cool, sometimes.

Now, just so that you won�t get confused, I have two Theresa�s that play important roles in my life. My niece Theresa that lives in New Orleans, and my cousin Theresa which is Veronica�s second eldest daughter. Both Theresa�s are very similar both rebellious and both rocker freaks. The only difference is that niece Theresa is a punk while cousin Theresa would fall under the skinhead category, well not really but close enough. So anyway, what was I talking about??? Oh yeah, so after a delicious turkey dinner C-Theresa and I decide to get away for a while and just hang out. She thinks we�re going somewhere to smoke weed, instead I take her to the local Shopko (it�s kind of like Target) and we walk around acting like idiots. It was a blast! By the end of our tour around the store, I was wearing a pink fuzzy winter hat, a glove from the children�s section (I have very small hands) and a Santa Clause teddy from the lingerie department. Don�t worry it was over my clothes! So we�re prancing around in our silly get ups jumping out of cabinets and tagging unsuspecting people and telling them that they�re �it�. Whatever �it� means. We went around touching all of the soft stuff and smelling the stinky stuff. I�ve decided that I really hate vanilla!!! We finally collapsed on the Serta beds that were on display. We needed to rest after our excursions. Afterwards we went back to the house and played a couple million rounds of a game called Catch Phrase. That was so much fun; I was laughing so hard I almost hurled. A perfect end to a perfect day!

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Below are pics of C-Theresa left, me right, and Veronica and Tony.