Status: Taken.
After seemingly continuous dramas over whether he would be able to grace my hometown with his presence or not (and undoubtedly raise the class level considerably), Matt finally touched down at the world-renowned Flin Flon International (haha) airport on Saturday, Dec.28. And despite the wintery landscape and temperature, he didn't run screaming back onto the plane! (I attribute this to me not hiding behind a pillar this time.) He stayed for a whole week! Which is more than I can say for the majority of tourists to my dreary, cold, barren, and teenage pregnancy'd hometown. (Though I do love it, because it is mine.)
We were fairly lazy the entire time (read: I was very lazy), but the few outings we did partake in included going out for dinner with my family New Years Eve, taking a walk on the lake and walking Miss Jasper around the trail, going for a tour around town to delight in my sketchy driving and exclusive commentary (ex - "I don't know what this is, I don't know what that's for, where are we?"), going to a Bomber game, and skating on my outdoor rink at night, under the stars.
Matt also may or may not have gone snowmobiling and ice-fishing, but such alleged activities will not be mentioned here due to licensing laws.
Matt survived the experience of my town, and of "meeting the parents" very well (apart from the one slip-up where he mentioned to my mother that pizza is great "hangover food"). I really hope that he enjoyed it, and wasn't too scared off!
I will be adding "Take Matt to Flin Flon IN SUMMER" to my next list. The difference? More mosquitoes.
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That's a filthy lie!
I said reheated pizza was great hangover food.
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