So, second post in about 3 minutes. I found this video as I was looking at pictures of the year. It was our last night together before Amy left for Thailand. I love my friends!!

Xena

I love my dogs. Xena has a habit of hiding things she counts as valuable. Once in awhile we will find water bottles, flip-flops, and other items around the property, her attempt at saving them for a later date. Today Bailey and I watched her as she took her dog bone outside and into the pasture to hide it. She took a very round-about way, weaving through farm equipment and looking over her shoulder to make sure no one was following. This story might seem uninteresting, but after two days of being cooped up with the flu, you have to search for your entertainment. 

Davis

This weekend I went up to Davis with Bailey and Sarah. I love spending time just the three of us. The outing included a perfect chick flick, some nice purchases from Gap and Borders, and laughing until I cried (not pretty, as I decided to drink water in between my fits). Sarah also  introduced the two of us to this discount movie store, where I bought the 10th season of friends for $15. Such a steal. Just what I needed to get me ready for second week of lessons.

4 down, 12 to go

First week of swim lessons is over! Yay! I celebrated by getting a pedicure, which I promptly ruined by putting my flip-flops on. Happens every time. I also had my first cello lesson of the summer today. I love my teacher from past voice lessons, but she is slightly intimidating (and by slightly, I mean extremely). Which is actually a good thing, because I am way too scared to slack off and not practice. Sarah came over later and we watched arrested development and consumed about half a box of wheat thins. I then ended the night by starting Battlestar Galactica with Bailey. (I know! It's terribly sci-fi geeky. I blame David.) It was good, but somehow didn't stop between episodes, which meant we watched for about 2 hours before calling it quits. We, of course, found the cutest guy on the show and have become his biggest supporters. Go Apollo!!

I'm Back!

Driving into Oakdale, the song "Hollah Back" came on the radio. I found it quite fitting. The drive back was horrible, as I had to do it all myself. I think the worst part was that I got no sympathy from anyone. Still, four hours and two sweaty palms later and I was home. Leaving SLO was harder than I expected. I love how God has really made this my second home. I no longer cry every time I leave home (just sometimes :P) and have started getting a little teary when I say bye to SLO. Well, maybe more than a little teary, as my friends could attest to.

Which leads me to my second point. I love my friends. It makes me wonder why I want to go to Scotland. Who will be there to hug me as I cry over some burly Scottish man??

These last few days have been full of unpacking and getting settled in. I started off my summer at church by making an idiot out of myself as I read with five ten year olds, got to have lunch with my grandma, and even introduced my parents to the world of Kirk and Spock. In one hour and twelve minutes I will be starting swim lessons (noooo!). 0 down, 16 to go.