Home is where the  is.

Welp, I'm back in my place after a whirlwind tour of the South (and 8 hours worth of pit stopping on the way back from the airport).

I love being home. I always develop narcolepsy when I'm there (read: I nap more than I stay awake) but Smithfield is just a great place.

I got to snuggle with my old man, Tucker. At the age of 13.5 he has become mostly deaf & doesn't move around a lot, but is still the best dog a kid could ever have. Also got to snuggle with Ms. Reggie. Who is the sweetest & goofiest dog ever.




Went to the Freedom Hunters fundraiser at The Tilted Kilt... Saw my Dad in a skirt. They raised $1,800 in one night for a great cause! I stayed sober (good work!) and chatted with my long lost aunt & uncle - they hugged me... But other than that no real weirdness.

And went car shopping. The only picture I could share in regards to that is me biting my nails & wanting to vomit over the cost of things. No purchase yet, but I really need to get something in the next month. Ugh. I found a car I wanted to just buy & drive home (instead of flying back) & marebear also thought it was a good idea but the budman said it was unwise to impulse buy on such a big purchase... Hmph!

One thing that always amazes me about the south is how well mannered everyone is. I think us Yankees should be forced to go down there for classes on how to behave properly as children, and maybe refresher courses yearly... I know quite a few people who could use that. Juuuust saying.

Location:Back in Ohio!