I'M HOME!
Got home yesterday. Risa and I stopped at Krogers first, though, to see if there were these apple turnovers she remembered having when she lived in Kentucky five years ago.
They were still there. How awesome is that?
The dogs were happy to see us upon coming home, of course. I talked with Dad for awhile until Mom and Ben came home. We watched TV and chilled the rest of the night.
Today we got up late and walked around downtown to all the little craft and antique stores Mom and I like. Risa seemed to enjoy herself, though she was somewhat quite. That could just be because I'm not a very talkative person in myself, and Mom and I mostly chatted about stuff concerning our family. That's always one of the hazards of going home with someone; they're usually catching up with their families most of the time, which leaves you to observe.
Mom's so great, btw. She buys all kinds of stuff for Risa. I don't know that Risa ever has to pay for anything exta souvenir-type stuff when my Mom's around. And my Dad, who is fairly picky about what he eats, has been making food special for Risa. Like tonight, we had salmon, and he made a couple of pieces with mayonnaise, pepper, and mushrooms like Risa likes them. Of course, he made his own like usual, but still...man, and my parents have no trouble talking with her about her family and stuff like that. I kinda keep interrupting to add more detail because I feel like those details will make the conversation last longer, but I think I'm just keeping Risa from talking. So I'm going to try and interrupt less.
But my parents are great.
I'm really glad to have a room to myself, though. I've forgotten how nice it is to have some breathing room when you want to be alone. That's one of the few problems with college dorms.
They were still there. How awesome is that?
The dogs were happy to see us upon coming home, of course. I talked with Dad for awhile until Mom and Ben came home. We watched TV and chilled the rest of the night.
Today we got up late and walked around downtown to all the little craft and antique stores Mom and I like. Risa seemed to enjoy herself, though she was somewhat quite. That could just be because I'm not a very talkative person in myself, and Mom and I mostly chatted about stuff concerning our family. That's always one of the hazards of going home with someone; they're usually catching up with their families most of the time, which leaves you to observe.
Mom's so great, btw. She buys all kinds of stuff for Risa. I don't know that Risa ever has to pay for anything exta souvenir-type stuff when my Mom's around. And my Dad, who is fairly picky about what he eats, has been making food special for Risa. Like tonight, we had salmon, and he made a couple of pieces with mayonnaise, pepper, and mushrooms like Risa likes them. Of course, he made his own like usual, but still...man, and my parents have no trouble talking with her about her family and stuff like that. I kinda keep interrupting to add more detail because I feel like those details will make the conversation last longer, but I think I'm just keeping Risa from talking. So I'm going to try and interrupt less.
But my parents are great.
I'm really glad to have a room to myself, though. I've forgotten how nice it is to have some breathing room when you want to be alone. That's one of the few problems with college dorms.