I could have taken a picture of the 12 pack of Diet Coke that Luke’s Dad bought me so that I would have my favorite drink for the Thanksgiving Meal. This family has grown to know me well.
I could have taken a picture of Luke’s family playing paintball in their pasture, but I didn’t. And I sure as heck didn't particpate. Have you ever been hit with a paintball? Its like somebody is shooting you with a nail gun that shoots colors, and most of the time doesn't require stitches. Not my idea of fun.
Then there was the incident of a family member stepping in cow manure and getting it on their pants, and me gagging until I started dry heaving and stated that if I had cow manure on my pants I would lay down and just die….and then Luke telling me I was too much of a city girl.
I could have taken a picture of me stuffing myself with cheese potatoes and pumpkin roll, but that would just be gross.
I should have taken a picture of my little cousins telling us the story of The First Thanksgiving, I seriously learned something new that day.
I should have taken a picture of me getting mad that my sister was taking to long to get ready and I was starving and ready to go eat lunch, only to be followed by her over-reacting and telling us just to leave her at home, but thats just an everyday occurence when I'm at home. Gotta love sisters!
After Luke and I arrived back at home, I should have taken a picture of the inside of my throat and how red it was and how with every swallowing of any food or liquid I wanted to remove my throat from my body. It has started to go away, which just makes me think it was allergies. The internet was wrong, it is not cancer.