Michigan

This weekend my husband and I went on what he called a vacation. We went to Ypsilanti, Michigan to see his army buddy, Ian Pearsall. Our friend Aaron came along  with us. Yes, I was the only girl in the car on a twelve and a half hour drive. No, they did not understand and got mad every time I had to use the little girls room and would not just let them pull over to the side of the road. We left late Friday and arrived early Saturday morning. We slept for a few hours before waking up early to go to Cedar Point, an awesome and spectacularly fun theme park in Ohio, that was yet another hour and a half away. However, we had loads of fun. When we got there, Ryan actually blacked out on one of the rides because it was so high. The boys decided to have a few beers and play beer pong. Ryan taught me how to play. I'm actually pretty good at it. After a few hours, I went back upstairs to study for the tests I had today. Eventually, I fell asleep. Later that night, I woke up to the sound of shouts so I went downstairs and heard someone talking in the bathroom. I opened the door and saw Ryan standing there with blood all over him. After a long explanation, I learned some of the kids from a house party down the street had made their way towards Pearsall's and started a fight. Ryan tried to stop it and calm everybody down. While doing so, one of those kids came up from behind and "cheap shot," as Ryan put it, him. Lucky for that kid, Pearsall and a few others were able to pull Ryan away before he got to the kid. After everything settled down, Aaron and I took Ryan to Miejer, which is very much like a Target or a Wal-mart. There we got a butterfly bandage and some liquid band aid because now, Ryan is supporting a black eye and a gash on his eyebrow. Yep, that tall blondie with the ugly eye is mine. Any how, the next day we went to Pearsall's parents house. there we met his parents, sister, younger brother, an old friend, his aunt, uncle, and cousin. We watched the Michigan State University game. Which is a very big deal there. Here its actually a social event as well while there you sit in almost complete silence and watch the whole game, maybe talk about a few plays but no more than that. Later, we went to his uncle's for dinner. They cooked a very delicious and large meal for us. Ryan and I talked to his aunt for a bit about how her son was VERY well behaved and how he was afraid of Ethan, Pearsall's younger brother who Ryan and I believe is dealing with some anger issues. The night ended with a game of darts, won by Pearsall and Jake, and a forty-five minute drive back to Pearsall's house. Once we were at the house, we talked for awhile before hitting the sack. Finally it was time for us to head back at a nice and early three a.m.  Yes! Back home at last. Time to relax, or so I thought. Instead I had to unpack, study, and make dinner for the boy. Then I thought HEY! Naptime! NOT! I had o watch Guster, my wonderful puppy, and my sister's puppy, Bella. I felt exhausted from the long day and welcomed my bed at a USUALLY early nine thirty. GOOD NIGHT!