My Apologies

I know I've been a crap blogger this week, but I am just so excited to be going home tomorrow that I can barely function.

Seriously, this week at work might have been my all time low on productivity.

I can't wait to hop on that plane tomorrow and have it whisk me away back to a world where everyone around me thinks I'm the greatest thing since sliced bread and I get to be child-like and happy and not have to worry about rent and car payments and organizing group outings.

I wasn't one of those kids who was ever really "too cool" for their family. True, I was slightly embarrassed when my dad showed up at my high school wearing the bathrobe that didn't even come to his knees to drop off food for my food drive, but I never really thought that they were a pain or stupid.

Maybe it's because my mom is so funny,

or that she loves to go to Costco and eat samples,

or that she always has a great suggestion of what book to read.

Maybe it's that my dad can become best friends with a perfect stranger...Especially in line at the grocery store,

or that when he laughs really hard he rubs his hands together so fast it would make Mr. Miyagi jealous,

or that his eyes tear up from "allergies" when he thinks about me or my sister.