And I'm home, alone. Sad, right? I think so. I'm about to throw myself a pity party. Here's why: Jeremy picked me up from the airport and it was great - "reunited and it feels so good," distance makes the heart grow fonder, blah blah... But then he drops me off at my car (which was parked at his work since I got a ride to the airport -- thanks Becky!) and leaves to go golfing. So now I'm sitting home all by myself, sulking in my loneliness. Maybe some chocolate would help...
It was nice to see the bunnies when I got home though, at least they were here to see me. (They were well taken care of last week while Jeremy and I were gone, by our friends the Deckers. Thank you to Sara and Wade for all your help!)
It was nice to see the bunnies when I got home though, at least they were here to see me. (They were well taken care of last week while Jeremy and I were gone, by our friends the Deckers. Thank you to Sara and Wade for all your help!)And for the record, I was right about my grade. The percentage I needed for an A was 89.5%. I got an 89.02%. I was ONE measly point away from an A. You could say I was a little bit (ok, A LOT) upset when I found out. Oh well, I guess. Not much I can do about it now.
5 comments:
I wish you could stay one more week and why did Jeremy drop you off at his work??
Rachy - I wish I could have stayed longer too! Jeremy dropped me off at my car which was parked at his work.
I've got that song faster on the piano. I really love that song. I can't stop playing it! Thanks for teaching it to me!
I went to bed last night reminding myself to look at your blog today. I knew you would update it with pictures of your family from your visit. You have a BEAUTIFUL family! Asher and Braedon will be happy to see you this week. They missed their favorite friend.
Hey, too bad I was studying all weekend. You could have come up to hang out. I'm really glad you asked me for a ride. It was fun to get to know you better...even though I think I did all the talking. I'm glad you had fun with your family.
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