dear crystal, no.

i checked my voice mail for the first time today since i got back and there was a message from some girl named crystal who i do not know asking if i was still on for braiding her hair tomorrow morning...um...that amazes me since before she could leave that message she had to listen to: "hey its irene, sorry i missed your call..."

so our flight from Philadelphia got delayed cuz of the weather. not fun. i just wanted to crawl into my bed!! and win the lottery and marry a prince! is that too much to ask for? sheesh

upon arrival home we realized that the AC was broken. it's fixed now, thank the Lord. it was so unbelievably hot last night. felt like a sauna in the house!! which i suppose was a good thing, considering i ate so much while i was in norway. but i went running this afternoon...why do i always feel like im dying when i go running?

today my auntie magda and uncle conrad left us to go back to florida. check out their "retirement car" nice eh?

my uncle ran over part of the garden with it on accident though. it's a beast, it killed this wasp-like creature on the way to church. see?


i love these buttons. so if you dont like whoever's in the passenger's seat, just casually lean over and press passenger airbag OFF. im sure they'd feel safe.

Auntie loves that car and it's yellowness. she says it's so she can find it in the parking lot and not have to wander around like she usually does. that woman cracks me up. in norway she was leaning against the car door on our way somewhere and everytime she fell asleep her arm hit the roll down the window button and she'd wake up and be like ah what's happening? it happened about 4 times. and then when she finally found a good position in which she wasnt accidentally opening the window, uncle conrad in total seriousness said to her: "lock the door, you might fall out." and it may sound sadistic of me but i almost died of laughter, just imagining her falling out the car and down a hill, probably still asleep throughout the entire process. brings tears to my eyes...of sadness of course...

before they left we had watermelon except...it was a crap water melon...so what do we do?

sprinkle the bejesus out of it with crack. and by crack i mean white powder called confectioner's sugar. totally an awesome idea.

they then remarked on our fridge. we get magnets from everywhere we go.

auntie accused me of the catastrophe at the bottom

that is not in fact, where those places are in relation to the world. (watch this if you havent seen "end of the world")

by the way did you know that facebook secretly thinks South Carolina is the moistest?