For I have returned. I am now back on campus in Durham, NH...where I don't want to be. As the title suggests, my heart is not here. It is in Minnesota. That's where I was, with my Mike as I have already told you.
♥

My flight in wasn't bad at all. A stop in Chicago and then on to Minneapolis where I took a shuttle to Rochester. On my shuttle ride I counted over 60 silos (and would count 100 by the end of the day) until I got to my stop. There I was greeted by Mike and a large monkey, also known as Mr. Dr. Ian! We then continued to Famous Dave's and I was exposed to HIS BBQ place because he wanted to top my place here in Boston. I think it matched up pretty well. We made a few stops in Rochester, gave me a little tour, and then it was onwards to Plainview. This tour took all of maybe 10 minutes and now I will never doubt again the fact that my man is from a SMALL TOWN.

Tuesday was basically a day to meet more relatives. His aunt and uncle decided to take us to Whiskey Creek where I continued to eat MORE bbq. Now I'm not complaining. No no no. They were interesting, nothing bad to say about them...they took a few photos of us together. Cute? Scary? I don't know. This was also a day of rain and fog, a long and difficult drive back to Plainview but the man had it all in control.

Thursday was lasagna dinner day! My man can cook, boy can he cook. Aren't I lucky? It was even better than my grandmother's who would probably feel a bit jealous if I told her that. I was worried about the use of cottage cheese since I'm not used to it but his meat was delicious ;)...correction, the meat he seasoned for the lasagna was delicious (pervs).

Friday I found myself once again at the theatre to watch the full high school show. It wasn't bad, it got a few laughs out of me and the kids generally did alright. I can see how monotonous and aggravating it can be for Mike & Ian and I don't blame them at all. They do so much for that theatre and I hope the people there appreciate them more than they put across, I really hope so. They make that place run.
Well, I pretty much met the majority of people I have heard about (but surely enough missed a lot of other people but that's ok).

All in all, I'm sure you all know I loved my time spent there. And the only sad part was having to leave. I left on Saturday and it was really stressful getting home- honestly I don't even want to get into it. I miss our nights and our mornings, the wonderful details (aside from a lot of Pink Panther and Married with Children) I will keep for myself ♥. Now I just wait until we see each other again.
I'm the luckiest girl in the world.
I love you babe.
and to anyone else,
uff'da!
love,
napalm.
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