Tennessee time

I have made my own tradition of going to see my grandparents every Thanksgiving in Tennessee. This will be my third year, and I can't wait to go. I love going on road trips, and making memories. In the past I have brought a friend, but this year my mom is going with me. My grandparents are honestly my best friends. I feel like they are my parents, and they are amazing people. My grandfather was in the air force, and my grandmother raised her six brothers and sisters when her mother had died when my grandma was only 18. These are just two amazing things about them. I love hearing their stories, and how they survived life. My grandpa didn't get far in school, but he is the smartest man I know. Along with these trips comes some randomness. While Madison and I were there last year my grandpa started pulling out alcohol from forever. Then he got to a little tiny medicine bottle. I had no clue what it was...then he says "this is 120 proof.....moonshine" It was so funny to me that he had this. It's illegal, and in many old country songs...In the middle of the night we stole it to take pictures. Just the smell of it could knock you over. He won't tell us where he got it from, just that it came from the "hill people" riiggghhhht. So change of subject but I have been finding these little awkward worm type bugs all over my house. Two were in my room, one in the kitchen, and one on my bed!!! Sickkkkk. I caught two of them and brought them over to our family get together to learn that everyone knew what they were...pantry pests. Cute. My uncle said they are only killed by bombing the place, and setting up traps. He said they eventually grow wings. I asked him what stage the horns come in, geesh. I'm totally grossed out to sleep in my bed. I set up two traps, and got a bomb for when I leave. Ewwwwwwww