I spent the better part of the weekend at my mother’s house, hanging out, helping out with the chores, hanging out in the backyard, and watching movies. Sleep on a sofa two nights in a row didn’t do any wonders for my sleep deprivation, but it did give me the opportunity to spend a bunch of time with my mother and siblings. I got an SMS from Lindsay that made me laugh; “Just a reminder that tomorrow is ‘Hug a Retard Day.’ So don’t freak out like you did last year. Nobody is trying to take your helmet.” Crazy chick, but very adorable.
My mother says she wanted to go to Italy at the end of June, so I think I should start making some preparations.
Crazy. Pfft. That’s like calling Tigh a Cylon. Oh wait.
I just saw the last episode of season three last night, so I knew that. Otherwise I might have had to fly over and open a can of whoop-ass. :)
Oh frak!
I understand your concern re. pillage. That’s why I think it’s a great idea that you’re staying with J&T. They know more about this kind of stuff than any of us do.