Home is where...

..the soul, the heart, and the Mom is.

I love going home. Even if I am sick - I have a comforting feeling from being there for the past two nights.

I finally went out and bought myself a Humidifier for my room. I have been having the worst nights trying to breathe - my mouth and throat close up like crackled pieces of paper and it is not very conducive to sleep. It also has a fan along the top and now I can retire my large stand-up fan - I have to have noise while I sleep and my humidifier is surprisingly loud. Yay!

Lets see: Friday, went to Ground Round with Holly, Mom, and Aspen. Then headed home and swam for a very long time. Screamed and hollered so much that it loosened up all the congestion in my chest but killed my voice. I croaked the rest of the weekend.

The next morning - woken up rudely by someone unexpected at 5am. Which was hard for me since I had finally fallen asleep at 2am after giving in and taking Nyquil. So, my tongue was all numb and I felt like in a fog. But, my Mom and I went outside to deal with the interruption and to bring its ass home so we could go back to sleep.

I slept until 11am... heheh it was go-ooood. Then we went bowling that afternoon and then went to eat at T-Juans. Had two very good and crunchy Tacos and a tangy/sweet Mountain Dew. MMMMMmmmmMMMMM!

That night I worked on my homework until 11pm and then passed out. The girls stayed up and watched Underwear... ahm, 'scuse me, Underworld. Which is an OK movie - cute guy and such - ya know.



Then, today we went to Church and I was an Usher along with mom and Holly. After that, we had everyone (family - 11-12 of us) over for dinner. Some very excellent barbecue ribs. Nummy.

Now - I should be turning off all the lights and crawling up into my bed - I have promised myself not to stay up too late anymore - I have to get up rested and try to get rid of the colflu.