I keep walking into the living room expecting to see my family, expecting to lay on a red couch with fifteen billion quilts to choose from, expecting to pet a cat, expecting there to be food in the fridge. I keep expecting Texas, when all I get is Idaho. Home vs pseudo home. I am one of those peeps (assuming there is a group of people who do this) who wakes up in a different place than I am. I wake up in the living room at home or in the past when I am actually in my bed in Rexburg. It's a weird feeling. I am in Rexburg though. Getting back here was the worst its ever been. Hard time getting on a plane, delayed shuttle, charter size bus without air conditioning. I don't know what I was being punished for, but I got what I deserved; I guess...
I am sorry that I forgot to mention that I would be gone for a while. Maybe I did it intentionally; a disappearing act. I can't remember. Maybe I just forgot. I am actually a very forgetful person. I have to actually try really hard to remember some things, and other things that are just random nonsense stay with me. That and number sequences. I can see a phone number once and tell it to you once you have lost the gum wrapper you wrote it on. And don't even get me started with pi. I could easily rattle off fifteen numbers. What a strange thing to remember.
It was a good trip home. I am always so happy to spend time with my family. Nothing means anything without them. We watched movies, ate really good food, played video games (we beat Sonic 3) played music, laughed until our stomachs ruptured... just kidding. My sisters are the funniest people I know. I seriously cry, pause the game, whatever it takes to keep from dying. They are hysterical, and it makes me sad that we are all together less all the time. We need a family vacation real bad. Also, I just can't seem to spend enough time with my Mom. That's that
I had an impromptu trip to Kansas to visit my dear friend Amy. It was so pretty there! I had no idea. It just goes to show that the more you know, the more you realize you don't know anything at all.
I had a trip to Boston planned that fell through because of our fake, nonsensical hurricane, Edourd.
here are my dear kitties
This is a video of Ashlee playing one of the songs from her album. She's just a dream come true.
You guys would be proud of me for not cutting my hair again, yet. It has gotten pretty long, and what's strange is it seems to grow even more in the humidity? Is that possible? If I could get a little time off, this is where I would go to get my hair cut. How cool would that be?
ps. if you ordered something from the shop while I was gone, it has been shipped.
ok, i'm done