Memorial Day Weekend

I love long weekends--especially when I get an extra long weekend AND get paid to have the day off...gotta love working for a credit union :)

I had a fun weekend. On Friday I went and saw two movies--Star Trek and Wolverine. Both were great movies but to my surprise I liked Star Trek better. I am far from being a trekky--in fact this is my first real exposure to the show--but this movie had amazing special effects and just an interesting story line. I did get confused near the end but after having it explained to me I think I understood it. I liked Wolverine but just wasn't that impressed with it. On Sunday I went to my brother Danny's house for a barbeque and then we all played Loaded Questions--such a hilarious game, especially when my family plays it because we are all far from being serious.

On Monday I went to an early movie with my parents, sister, and Danny and his wife (Aaron and Nikki both had to work). We went to Night at the Musuem: Battle of the Smithsoneon. I was very impressed and was laughing throughout the show. It was just as good if not better than the first in my opinion. I then came home and shot some hoops with my Dad. We played PIG twice-I won once and he won once. We then played Around the World and he beat me by quite a bit unfortunately--I need to pick up a basketball more like I used to. After we got cleaned up we went to my Grandma's house for a barbeque. It was ok--I'm not too fond of large family gatherings anymore. I think it's because I have no one my age in the family so I always become rather bored. That and I haven't told any of my extended family yet that I'm going on a mission and it's rather hard to continue to keep it a secret at family gatherings--I hope I can get my papers in soon so I can finally tell my exciting news!!

After the barbeque we went and visited my Grandma and Grandpa Hurst's grave. I donated my flowers that a 60 year-old man gave me (long, awkward story ha ha...) to put on the grave. I really should visit the grave more often. I don't think I've gone since my grandpa passed away almost two years ago. I really miss both of them but my grandpa the most. He was the sweetest guy and I'm grateful that we were able to become very close before he passed away. He was such an amazing example to me of not letting life's trials get you down--my grandpa went blind when my dad was just 13 years old and yet he never appeared bitter to me and I never once heard him feel sorry for himself. He is my hero and I just keep him in mind when my own personal trials start to get to me. When I was told by many people after my accident to sue Coca Cola for all they are worth I kept my grandpa in mind. My grandpa's whole life was changed because of an industrial accident that blackened his world forever. And yet he never once sought vengeance on the company. His philosophy was that the money couldn't bring his eyesight back. I held to that same philosophy after mine--the money couldn't make the pain go away or speed up my recovery. My grandpa really was the sweetest, most loving guy I've known and I miss him immensely. However, I am grateful for his sake that he was able to leave this life and gain back the two things he longed for while he was here on earth--my grandma who passed away in 1999 and his eyesight.