Life, Books, Cats

Today I drove to school again, which was, as usual, interesting.  I'm getting much better at it.  I'm almost certainly not going to take my driver's test in Charlotte- the DMVs here are horrible, slow and crowded and just outright miserable at times.

I'll probably head down to Raeford, where most of my relatives live.  Chances are down there that whoever gives the test is either in my family or hates it, but the roads there aren't busy, and it's the county seat, so they should have a DMV. 

I like Raeford.  The greatest barbecue in the known universe comes from a little church there.  They make it every year and every year we get some, along with my great uncle's homemade barbecue sauce.  And it's always nice to go somewhere you've got history.  My grandfather was born there, and most probably his grandfather, and everyone there seems to know me- "oh, you're Aline's great-grandaughter"- and there are arrowheads and deer and turkeys out in the pine forests.

It's sort of cool.  On both sides of my family, no one seems to have moved in centuries- you've got my dad's family out in Raeford, and my mom's family out in the old farmhouse in Gaston County, and even my paternal grandmother's family down in South Carolina.  My family has our own ghost. 

As you can probably tell, i went through a bit of a family tree stage when I was younger.  When we go to Scotland, we're hoping to find out more, but until then, I leave you with this: I am related to both a large number of Confederate soldiers and Abe Lincoln.