woke up at 4.45, packed for the weekend and jenny dropped me off at the airport.
sat at gate a7 for twenty minutes, boarded my plane and passed out for the entire flight.
exited the plane, inhaled this glorious california air and waited for my dad to pick me up.
got into my dad's car, which felt especially safe and secure and fast, and had breakfast at corner bakery.
drove on the familiar streets of my hometown, entered the gates of my community and fell in love with this place all over again, for the millionth time.
drove up our street, saw my beautiful home, and felt warm inside my soul.
walked into the kitchen through the garage, was excitingly greeted by the dogs who showered me with kisses and wagging tails.
walked upstairs and noticed the new flatscreen purchased for my 8 year old brother. awesome.
took a long shower and blow-dryed my hair.
watched this weeks episode of 90210, recorded on the living room tv.
got picked up by my mom and april in a huge cargo van, filled with barrels of fresh flowers.
made two flower balls of purple carnations.
thoroughly enjoyed two pieces of selmas pizza.
drove the cargo van to my house with the boys to pick up two benches.
spent a total of seven hours at the mccusker residence.
came home and curled on the couch and watched tuesday's recording of the biggest loser and cried a little bit.
took another long, hot shower and shaved my legs for the first time in a long time.
and i am happy to be alive.
goodnight.
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