And, the adventure begins as most adventures do…  With less than enough sleep.

In this time difference haze that says, hey it’s really 9am you must be awake, I found myself watching Lady Gaga videos.

I get it now.

I might have gotten a wee more sleep last night if I hadn’t unpacked.  Yes.  That’s who I am.  My body feels like its 2 in the morning and I’m setting up my room.  Why?  It’s who I am.  I did manage to resist the urge to drive out for supplies.

Regardless — or perhaps because…? — I feel relaxed and am looking forward to the day.  I get to see my Mom and my little brother.  We may be sick of each other in 5 minutes, but that doesn’t seem to matter right now.

First, coffee.  Naturally, I packed my french press and my favorite mug with the monster face on it.

Significantly,

Susan Scot Fry

Update…

A pinot noir goes really nicely with my western bacon cheeseburger from Carls.  Harry Potter’s on t.v.  I’ve got emergency back up m&m’s on hand.  And I’m only kidding when I told Dre that the Eskimo’s may have been onto something with that ice floe thing.

My mom is delightful.  She’s also a bit more demented-ia’d than last time I saw her.  Which oddly adds to her charm.  And, I only had to remind her once who I was.

Sweet.