I just got news from home: my father won’t stop making and eating Jell-O. Michael said that he came home today at lunch time to finish off a bowl he had made last night, and to put a new one in for after work. Michael and I assume that Jell-O was on sale this week at Kroger. I guess he bought a lot of it. It’s also my mother’s birthday.
My letter to the editor got published in Friday’s BG News. My mom is proud, I’ve gotten positive comments about it.
Marie turned 21 this weekend, and Amy, Nichole, and Katy came up to visit in honor of her. It was a lot of fun. There was a lot of ridiculous-ness.
Chris, Corey, and Joey spent the night last night. I love mornings after our sleepovers. We all sit around and talk. This morning’s topic: the Airbud movies. The 7th (Airbuddies) comes out tomorrow on DVD.
My clothing smells like Subway. I don’t understand how every other place that feeds you garbage (McDonald’s, Taco Bell, etc.) never makes your clothes stink, but the Subway smell, where I am told that I “Eat Fresh” always sticks around.