So, my mom is always saying, "Why don't you come see us? What are you doing with all your time off?" Blah, Blah, Blah. So, I feel pseudo-moderately guilty for having all this time off and not making a trip back to my home state. And with the rental car that was given to me because of my car accident I said to myself, "Self, let's go Iowa!" There is nothing like being reminded how much you hate to drive, especially by yourself.
My mom (she's so short!!) and I then went to the temple. I had never been there, so that was pretty interesting. They took away the hill by the Stake center that I used to run wild on. So sad!! I guess having the temple is better than having the hill. I also got to see my piano teacher, but she didn't really remember me--which is probably a good thing because I'm not really a good example of what 8 years of piano lessons should be.
But, it was relaxing to stay at my parents "mini-mansion." It's a lot different than NOLA, I will give them that. And the break in heat was just what I needed. Have I ever mentioned that I don't like it hot?? I guess it has something to do with growing up in Minnesota most of my life.
I hung out in the middle of nowhere (where my parents literally live) and that was nice, for awhile. I learned a lot about Britney Spears by watching E!. Such an interesting life. Anywho, the picture of the deer is from my parents back deck looking over their backyard. Pretty nifty huh?
I also decided that since I was so close to Minnesota and didn't really have anything to do, that I wanted to go. It was nice to be back and see how much the city has changed. It isn't really the small city that I grew up in. But, I met up with my old childhood friend, Trish, who lived a block away and was the coolest kid in the neighborhood (they had a swimming pool). We went and saw the bridge and found this nifty little arcade game in the place where we ate.
My mom (she's so short!!) and I then went to the temple. I had never been there, so that was pretty interesting. They took away the hill by the Stake center that I used to run wild on. So sad!! I guess having the temple is better than having the hill. I also got to see my piano teacher, but she didn't really remember me--which is probably a good thing because I'm not really a good example of what 8 years of piano lessons should be.
The drive home was lame.