Sorry for the downer post.
I got an email from one of my cousins today. Her oldest daughter just graduated from high school, and got her associates degree (but that's a long story!). And her grad party is this Saturday in Michigan. I will be going up for it in the afternoon.
My cousin mentioned making pretzels for it. This is a tradition that my family has had, at least since my high school grad party 6 years ago. For my graduation party all the Miller gals went over to Aunt Charlotte's Dairy Farm and we spent a whole morning mixing dough, rolling it, and shaping it in to pretzels. Afterwards we ended up with a huge batch of the most delicious baked pretzels known to man.
I think for my grad party we had over 300 pretzels which were all eaten well before the party ended. The tradition has continued and the pretzels were served at my baby sisters grad party, my cousin Aaron's and now Becca will have them at hers.
Hearing Jul's talk about everyone making the pretzels together gave me a bout of home sickness. It sounds like they made quite a few as when they were finshed my sister announced "Step away from the dough!" Being so far from my family really blows as I miss out on all these cute little moments.
I especially feel like I am missing out on Jill's kids growing up. I haven't seen them in quite awhile. This is partially my fault because the distance isn't really that hard to overcome, but the lifestyle I have been living doesn't leave much time for long trips home to Michigan every weekend.
So anyways if any of my family are reading this I miss you and I love you and I am looking forward to seeing most of you this Saturday.