you say goodbye, i say hello

C and I drive back home through the slush. It’s scary. I find out later that JLo cheerfully got us up, went to work, and was fired. Sigh.

We stop at the Monical’s Pizza in Paxton and stuff ourselves. She comes to my house and I show her lots of pictures, and then she goes. Bye, Casie.

Brandon and I go to Lord of the Rings together - I took him to the first one last Christmas, so we have to go. Jesus God, do I love Hot Elf. He just gets hotter and hotter and hotter every time I see him. I want to bear his hot elven children.

Mom makes chicken and yams and mashed potatoes and we all sit down to have a nice family dinner. It’s a lot more fun now than it used to be, back in the days when it was often a drudgery. Now it’s a treat to sit and chat with my family. Maybe absence really does make the heart grow fonder.

More sleep, in my old bedroom - which has been turned into my dad’s office. Luckily for me, all of my old high school theatre posters are still buried in the closet.