I got off work Saturday night and couldn't sleep.
With all the craziness with the tornadoes the weeks before, we didn't get much packing done, nor could we wash much laundry.
So all Saturday night we stayed up washing laundry and packing our bags. Considering we had to be up by 5:30am to leave for the airport, we knew we wouldn't be getting much sleep, if any.
I managed to squeeze in an hour, but Chris didn't sleep at all.
We were able to squeeze in a couple of hours worth of crappy sleep on the plane, which normally wouldn't have been enough, but I was so happy to see my famoly in San Diego that it was just enough sleep.
As usual, my mom and sister started bawling when they saw me and my step-dad just sat back and laughed at them.
That night we went to a Padres game with my sister and her boyfriend. We took the trolley to get downtown, which was okay until it was time to come home. I'll elaborate in a second on that bit.
So the game itself was fun. At the beginning of the game, the Padres were kicking butt! They kept it up until the last few innings where the other team caught up to a tie. The game went in to 3 extra innings until the Padres lost terribly.
Now, by this time it was about 10:30pm, and the trollies quit running back to the town we needed to get to. We freaked out and called my mom to see if she could come and get us. We finally were able to find a single trolley that would take us all the way home, with all the crackheads and tweekers. By the time we pulled in to our driveway it was 1am.
Needless to say, Chris and I were worn out and slept quite a long time after that.
Since I'd never been to Knotts Berry Farm, my mom decided to take a day off so we could go.
It was a lot of fun until we went on a ride that went forwards, looped around, then came backwards. It messed up all of our stomachs and heads, so we decided to cruise around on some easy rides until it was time to go home.
My mom and sister ended up unintentionally matching and bought matching backpacks to hold all of our stuff in. My sister thought it was the cutest thing ever.
We ate lots of California fast food.
We had a grand ol' time.
Saturday, Chris went on a 50 mile bike ride up the coast with a local and said it was beautiful! I don't think he was prepared for the California mountains though, because he was exhausted by the time he came back.
Sunday my sisters and I all got dolled up and took pictures for my step-dad as his Fathers Day gift. It was a lot of fun taking pictures around his property with my mom trying to be a photographer.
Though my trip lasted for 10 days, it wasn't long enough.
It never will be long enough...but my heart will always be split between San Diego and Oklahoma.
Hopefully once I get my degree in Sign Language Interpreting I can get hired on at a school. That way I'll have summers off, paid and I can spend a month and a half or two months to stay with my family.
That'd be great.
Now I'm out of vacation time, so I'm just waiting for one of my family members to come out and visit me.
Who's next!?!?!
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