Last week was fun and exhausting. Having my nephew around for seven days made me all kinds of happy. He had a blast, but he was ready to see his mom by the time his visit was over. The things I miss most now that he's gone....his hugs and kisses, the way he would sit close to me and play with my fingers while he watched tv, and the way he would play with my hair when he was really tired and getting ready to fall asleep.
I'm probably a horrible person, but I laughed last night when Joey got sent home on Top Chef. I can't really explain why watching him cry made me laugh. But it did. I swear I'm normally a nice, sensitive person. Usually.
I'm moving in less than four weeks and I haven't started packing or decided on a new place to live. No reason to panic yet, right?
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