Well I of course went out and visted the graves. I really like doing this and I get sad when I see graves without flowers. Makes me think that people don't remember them - or at least don't ever come out to visit. I know it's hard for many people, and others just don't think of visiting a grave as a tradition, but I like it. I don't sit and say a prayer, get pensive, or even cry - I just try to decorate their grave as a little - "You are still in my thoughts" and "I'm glad to have known you, so here are some flowers". Even my great grandparents whom I didn't even know get a visit. I can't help wondering what they were like and how it came to be that they were buried within a couple square blocks of each other.
Other than that I put on new bike racks onto my car -
I put on new grippers on my little Schwinn -
And I got the outline of my tattoo. My guy says it will take an addition 5 hours of coloring to get it finished, although I will most likely have to get a job before doing any more work, as my moolah is limited. Especially after my visit to the East Coast for the next two weeks.
What did YOU do on your vacations (other than see crappy Pirates)...