weekend

I was woken up at seven in the morning on Saturday by a phone call from my mom. All I remembered her saying was that she was coming to get me and would call when she was closer for directions to my home. I mumbled okay and hung up the phone falling back asleep.

I woke up an hour later in a panic. Did I dream it? Was she really coming to pick me up? I got dressed, packed some clothes for the weekend and then called my mom back to make sure I wasn't just dreaming it all. 2.5 -3 hours of sleep wasn't going to cut it, but somehow it did.

My parents picked me up, took me to in-n-out burger (yummm) and then back to there house in Sacramento.

It was quite possibly the most boring weekend I've ever had. But I needed it. I spent all day with my neice who is the most adorable little kid ever. Big bright blue eyes that say love me, love me, love me.