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Well, I am back in PA. Vacation was interesting. I didnt have a room to myself and had to sleep on a blow up mattress in the downstairs living room, which frusterated me at times. Family fights of coarse were a regular occurance. But something out of the ordinary did happen as my father ended up missing $200 from his wallet and Lisa was missing $50. Earlier the same day the hot tub was serviced by a lady and her son who had to come into the house with their own key 3 separate times, but everyone says that at least one person was in the huge house on those occasions. So, we really dont know what happened, which was really scary. We had to have an officer come to the house so we could file a report.
Other than that, vacation was quite uneventful. Although I went to the beach everyday and read all my bargain books. Two of which I absolutely loved. One was a love story set in Italy 1944 during the war, its called The Wedding Officer, by Anthony Capella. I loved it, and I'm really quite picky when it comes to love stories because I hate the real romancy mushy stuff.
Today I was in the car from 8am until 7pm. Traffic on 83 and 81 were awfu. And then none of the boys in my family had anything to wear to the wedding tomorrow so we had to stop at the mall so buy them stuff. Me, Mike, Victoria, and Nick sat in the car.
my puppy Zak missed us. He was crying and whining when we bustled into the house.
I really miss Andrew. I haven't seen him in almost a month. He's flying out of San Diego tomorrow but lands in philly at 5. He only just told me that he tried to get a flight to syracuse or rochester but it would cost $300 more. I was upset because I really dont wan't to be by myself at a wedding, it really depresses me. Don't get me wrong, I love my crazy family. But the fact that I have to tell everyone why the boy ,whose place set and name card is next to me, isn't there when they expect him-to be breaks my heart. I go to all his family things and it really hurts that he hasnt met my crazy family yet and everyone thinks that he's coming. I don't want to be by myself either.
I couldn't even tell him that I was upset or even why.
Anyway, I'm leaving tomorrow morning to get in a car again. I should be home sometime on Sunday which is when I guess I'll see Andrew.
I miss him and the fact he wont be at the wedding with me makes me sad.