I love being home. I mean, I love being at school and being independent and such...but there's something about coming home and seeing your family that's pretty amazing. Perhaps it's the fact that my doggies are here...or maybe it's because I have my own room....of course, it could be as simple as the fact that I have a dishwasher and don't have to handwash every single knife, fork, and spoon! Yea, that could definitely be it as well.
My doggies were so happy to see me. Buddy did a little dance and Molly tried to lick my face clean. They hung by my side for awhile last night. My mom said that Buddy has been sleeping on my bed because he misses me...however, by the look thatI saw in his face last night, I'm pretty sure we might be misinterpreting the whole thing. I think he was thinking..."Gosh darnit, that lovely bed that I've had all to myself is now going to be crowded for awhile."
Poor Buddy. But he should remember that sharing is caring!
The weather here is fairly interesting. It's not too cold but it has a fall ring to it. I love being able to see the seasons. I can see the seasons in Belmont too, but in Modesto, my mom makes it fall through two different comments:
"I'm going to make pumpkin muffins tonight!"
~and~
"Let's go boot shopping!"
Ahhh, yes, the sounds of fall.
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