Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Final day. (Part 1)
Last night was an absolute adventure- if you couldn't tell that fact already, by the abbreviated posts on the subject. :) We started out in Fremont and explored a bit- took pictures of the troll, etc. Then grabbed coffee at Peets, walked around some more; Mom found Stevia-sweetened cola, and Aunt Cindi found a bag of our now-famous Yogurt and Green Onion Potato chips for the plane today. We headed home, and Aunt Cindi and mom went to The Melting pot for their own girls night out, nd then Paul, Liam and I had dinner at Kid Valley, for old times sake. (Christie worked.) At some point, everyone came home (except Christie, who we couldn't get a hold of) and we all caught a bus to get to Bauhaus. The first bus trip went fine, THEN we had to transfer to another bus in Bellevue, to take us to Seattle. The three stooges (Mom, Aunt Cindi and I) boarded the bus and climbed back, then sat down and proceeded to talk. We then looked out the dark window, and noticed that we were on the very opposite edge that we were NOT supposed to be at- So, we got off the bus and happened to be in, (guess where!) Chinatown.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
Hi everyone, sorry for the lack of updates- my entire week has gone out the window. I've enjoyed myself, yes; but that isn't distracting me near enough to face the bitter, disgusting truth... I have less than 48 hours left in the beautiful state that has absolutely completely adopted me. Some people say that leaving is bittersweet, this is all absolutely bitter. I'm looking forward to coming back to North Carolina and seeing the changes- as well as my new laptop, which will absolutely ensure that I get the remaining pictures online, and do some sorely needed editing. Can't really say more- there are too many emotions right now. Sweet dreams, happy mornings, and loverly afternoons to you all.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
She appeared!
My mother, that is. I was getting a ride home from work, Aunt Cindi parked the car, and asked me to get groceries out of the trunk- THERE.WAS.MY.MOM! :D I originally screamed because there was a face in the trunk when I was expecting plastic bags, but.. EEE! :)
Monday, August 3, 2009
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