Back again...

Well, we're back...
Back in the US. It feels good to be back to familiar things. Like my comfy bed. I slept a lot last night.
Seeing Newfoundland in the summertime was nice. It has been a long time since I've been able to go home and wear shorts outside. Every visit since moving has been at Christmas, when the snow is piled high.
I can't say enough about how beautiful Newfoundland is. I'm sure you've seen the pictures on Des' blog. I can't say enough about how good it feels to be called "my love" by everybody you meet. I can't say enough about the hilarious accent and dialogue you hear from every corner of the place. I can't say enough about how great it was to see my family again.
Des and I were saying one day that all we did was spend time with our family. We were not able to see any of our friends while we were home which was unfortunate, and at the same time it made me realize how many people there are in our family to spend time with. Every house we went to there were no less than 6 people there to love. I think the most at one time was 26.
The thing I like about my family is how much we laugh, and how much we eat. Good grief can we ever eat! I didn't think you could gain that much weight in 10 days...you can. And it feels good. It means I have eaten things like fries dressing and gravy, and swiss chalet. And in order for me to have gained this poundage, I was home so it all works out.
I wonder if I'll ever stop calling Newfoundland 'home.' I remember when we were younger and we would go on vacation to visit my grandparents, no matter where we were living (in Newfoundland) we always said we were 'going home.' Home was always where we could find the rest of our family.
Des said a really cool thing to me while we were driving home from my cousin's wedding. He said that when he's with my family he's reminded not to take being with your family for granted, because my family never does. I remember one time when mom told my sisters and I that friends and boyfriends will come and go, but we will always be sisters so we needed to make sure our relationships with each other were strong. I guess we took her advice to heart. I remember one time when my little brother was going through this making movies stage where he would use us for his cast. Mom was the cameraman, Dad was whatever male role needed to be filled (such as the park ranger or monster), and the kids were the stars of these films. I remember canceling a date to film the safari movie. That guy's friend made fun of me the next day in school - all in good nature of course. Good times. We watch those movies now and laugh until we hurt.
All that to say, it was good to be home. And I can't wait for Christmas. Oh the poundage then!