I come from a long line of hunters. If you think about it, we all do. However, less and less people are hunters, especially since grocery stores provide almost everyone with the food they need. Plus, there's been a rise in anti-hunting and radical veganism, especially after Cecil the lion was killed a few years back. However, some people, such as myself, need more than just farm-raised meats and locally grown crops. My body needs something a little more wild and free. 

Reality hit us like a truck when I stepped on the scale for the first time in months. I was 12 pounds underweight, pale, weak, and sickly. But I wasn't infected anymore, I just needed to recover after spending months fighting Pseudomonas. My mom couldn't really find any words when she saw just how skinny I was. All she could do was firmly rub her hand down my side to feel every bone, and she struggled to fight back tears. All I could do was sigh, and say something along the lines of, "Well, at least I'm gonna be ok. I just need to eat the right things, get outside, and I'll be ok." 

So, I was gonna take advantage of today to post some stuff here. My half-brother's half siblings all went shopping, and his dad took him someplace else. I had the house to myself, which I knew I'd enjoy (and I did). However, nature had different plans for me today. 

I don't know what it is this year. Wherever I go, bad stuff follows. At least my dirtbike runs well and I haven't crashed it again this week, and I really enjoy my half-brother's half-siblings (who, like my half brother, I consider my real siblings), but the weather... Just... I don't even know where to begin. I guess it gives me stories to share, which y'all can enjoy without having to experience the drama in real life. 

Last night, my half-brother's half-siblings, Hannah (15) and Ryder (18), and Ryder's girlfriend were out later than I was up, picking up Hannah's best friend from the airport at 1 AM. It's now a full house, and today was a long and full day. I consider my half-brother's half-siblings my true siblings. We've known each other for almost 13 years now, and spent 3 of those years living together. While Ryder isn't much of a city boy anymore, and Hannah has been trained to deal with it on long camping trips, Hannah's friend and Ryder's girlfriend are hardcore city girls from the mountains of Kelowna, BC. 

Note: I would've finished this story (or group of stories) last night, but continuing my year of mishaps, misadventures, and just overall bad luck, another gnarly storm rolled through last night and knocked out our power and wifi for about 20 minutes. I don't have cell service out here in Elizabeth, Colorado, so I couldn't do much but wait out the storm with my half brother's dad and siblings. I was in the basement the whole time, but not because I was even aware of potential weather. It's just much quieter, cooler, closer to the wifi router, and a floor below the party animals. I thought someone was messing with the breaker box when the power went out, because I heard a series of clicks that was actually hail hitting the basement windows, and I was on my way to yell at whoever was messing with it. But when I reached the foot of the basement stairs, I heard Hannah (my half brother's half sister who is 15) and Ryder's girlfriend panicking as they ran down the basement stairs with their phones, and they almost ran me over. They're both city girls from the Canadian mountains. They're not used to the wide open plains, or the storms that blow through. I grabbed them both and told them to shush it, calm it, and we'd be just fine, and they surprisingly listened. But Ryder's girlfriend gets pretty clingy when she gets scared, and refused to let go of me until Ryder joined us downstairs. She's got claws for nails, which she only dug deeper into my arm the more I tried to get away. When the wifi came back on, my laptop had logged me out, thus logging me out of everything else, and I lost a lot of work. Anyways, I'll rewrite the stories as I remember them.