After being in Italy for six weeks, I’m glad to be back home! Its pretty quiet around here as my brother is at a tennis tournament and my sister took him to it. I’m plenty busy, though, as I still have to unpack a lot of my stuff from school (didn’t have time before I left) and seriously need to get rid of some stuff in my closet as I fear my closet rod is going to break. I think I still have some stuff from high school in there…
Speaking of holding onto clothes, I found a picture of my dad and I when I was eight:
My new favorite show is “Keeping Up With the Kardashians.” Khloe is seriously genius – the episode where she was convinced she was adopted and Kris wasn’t her real mother (she made Kris take a DNA test) was hysterical. As was the episodes where Kris got a chicken so they could have fresh eggs (Bruce Jenner, her husband, was like, ummm I won the olympics eating store bought eggs!) and where the girls got Kris a monkey, Suzy, were epic.
On another note, I brought home some cheese and olive oil from Italy. And I must have had some serious dairy lackage the past few days as last night all I wanted was cheese and then, of course, ice cream. Six weeks in Italy eating their gelato still did not get rid of the addiction. Is there ice cream addicts anonymous?