This week was

Completely, totally, and utterly wonderful. Seven whole days of full nights of sleep and food. Real food. I got along with all of my sisters, even M who is 16 and usually at my throat (as I am hers), and only one day was there a disagreement. All four of us reverted to our inner nerdiness by watching all three Lord of the Rings (Special extended editions, thank you very much) in one day.

The downside was only seeing my dad for last night and this morning. His flight from China got in late, so I hardly got to see him. My heart wanted to stay home for another week. I even started crying at the airport, saying goodbye to my mom. I totally made it worse by looking back again and again to see her standing there and waving. Big, fat tears were rolling down my cheeks while I walked to my gate. It was embarrassing.

Oh well, only a few more weeks till summer. Not bad, right?


Cheers