My Great-Aunt died.

Yup. She did. It was cancer, and it happened in a little over a week. This weekend at the Cottage was weird; she was in the hospital, and my grandparents couldn't make it over from St. Claire because my grandma's sick. It was just my regular aunts and uncles, with less children because two of them were at Rothbury working, but it was quiet and eerie, with a substantial amount of alcohol consumed. It's weird, how much more appreciative you become after you lose someone you weren't even really close to. This weekend, there were a lot more little touches--a hand on a shoulder, a random hug, bumping shoulders. It was like we were all trying to nonverbally communicate the same thing: I'm here, you're here, and I love ya.

Update.

Gee, Nicola, I never knew you cared. :P

Not much has happened lately. Last week, I spent the night at Becky's with Nicola. It was great! We walked a lot, I got freaked out, and there was a ferret. Ooh, and ice cream and Stewey and the bumper sticker app on Facebook! All in all, a good time! :]

Then Friday Saturday Sunday was spent con me novio. Movies, ice cream, and family time, with some swimming thrown in for good measure. He left for Cedar Point today, so Nicole is spending the night. I work today, and I'm working towards a dress! It's beautiful, but my mom said I have to be hush-hush about it.
Unless you're on stage crew. Then just ask. :]

That's about it. I've got some letters to write, and a new blog to start! We'll see how all of that goes.