Then right after we got home an exhausted
Sunday we all got up late and mommy made us begnettes. yummy. :) Then mom, cimmy, and I went to visit grandpa. He looks good for 91. It's amazing. Then mom, cimmy, and I went to the mall, espcially Express. I got two pairs of Editor pants which is good b/c I needed some nice looking work clothing. I also got a sweater and a really sexy work shirt.
After we got home, we watched the rest of The Matrix. Mom really liked it :)
Then I started to pack up my stuff and figure out which things I wanted to take with me from my old room. I got my witch and my second Bast and some other little things (including the guitar pick that Adam Pascal threw off-stage during the very first London preview performance of Rent). Had a long talk w/cim which was good. I love that girl to pieces!
Monday i was supposed to get up at 4:45am, but the alarms never went off. Luckly I was able to jump up when mom came upstairs just before 5:30am. We made it to the airport in 25 minutes. yay for automatic check in. But then i turned and there was a huge line to get through security. Luckly two nice men let me cut in front of them and about 30 min before my plane was to take off the airport people made a second line for everyone who had a 7am flight. I went through security just fine this time (i was smart and took off my shoes before walking through the metal decetor...also, i wasn't wearing the pants with all the snaps and buckles). On the first leg of my journey I sat next to this really nice girl and we chatted a bit. The second plane was running a little late. I knew that the
So, that was my trip. Overall I had a really good time, but it was weird, because it was the first time home since I had another place that was really mine. Looking around my room I realized that it was me and not me at the same time. While New Orleans will always be my home, it's starting to become more of "my mother's house" and here is home.