Believe me, I am not going  to miss you less. Just wanted to get that out.  My grandma is a hairdresser, and she braided my hair into this Dickens-esque  bun, but not a bun thing. It looked like Agatha's hair from The Grand Budapest Hotel. I loved it, but after she was done she took me to her water aerobics class, where she teaches elderly people from the village.  My hair died. I was the youngest person in the class by several decades except for another girl who I think had autism.  It was fun, and funny.  Later on we went on this walk through the forest to a pond, and later to the river. I saw approximately seven snakes, and none of them were small. There was a nest of them by the river, and snakes in Ohio are like lizards in CA, but they are slower and deadlier.  I was very tempted to pick them up. My dad and I went to explore the abandoned paper factory, but it was not so abandoned.  Construction workers are taking it down so we walked around the outer edges of the compound.  After that my grandma and I and the barking puffballs did " Irish jigs" in the kitchen as we cooked dinner.  She is going to help me sew a skirt for the Dickens Fair, and I got to choose the fabric tonight.  I miss you.

- Geena