“I was doing fine until I got shot in the neck”

I woke up this morning, incredibly tired, to find my mum sitting at this desk doing some work or something. Maybe sudoku. But it was awesome coz it was my mum.

Both Jake and I slept kind of weirdly, waking up for no reason multiple times throughout the night. Prolly coz of the being in seperate rooms. Brainmates are weird.

We went to the Split Rail for breakfast and I had pancakes. I could hardly finish two. Whereas mum ate an entire giant Russ’ omelette and all the other stuff on the plate too! I was rather surprised that all the food went, but I’m surprised when Jake can eat it all.

We went out to the kitchen part (I had to just about drag mum, she was worried she wouldn’t be allowed to go there but Jake and I knew otherwise) coz mum had a cute koala for Russ and Barb. And she got hugs, just like I told her she would. 😀

We went to the drug store to see if they had more tshirts (they didnt) but we did find random cute things, like tiny shoes with duckies on, and little teddy bear type thing that play lullabies, and a duck that was a handbag type thing. Was fluffy and cute lol

Back home, we lounged around being lazy, everyone but me watched the wedding video (I can’t watch myself. I organised wedding photos so they are all in order. Got about 60% done in however long the vid is), took two pictures, then we were on the way to the airport. Yay for more sitting in the car.

(I can’t decide if I like this pic or this one better)

We got to the airport in plenty of time, as mum was meant to be meeting the 3 kids she came over with at 4pm. We were there at least quarter to, we called the girls at quarter past and they were just leaving. And then Zeus was another 5-10 minutes behidn them! Insane.

I don’t like airports, and I really don’t like standing in them. I was taking my jacket on and off the whole time, coz I would get melting hot and the freezing cold. And then after too much standing I get weakish feeling, and Jake touches me on the arm or something to see if I’m alright, and it feels like he is burning me, or something else insanely uncomfortable and evilly unwanted. It makes me feel like I’m being insanely rude, but I can’t help it.

While they were all checking their bags in and such, I was apparently "going in the deep end of crazy" because I was pretending (well, not really…) that mum’s carry on rolly bag thing was a vacuum, and I was all rambly and such. I knew I was crazy, but not deep-end! heh

Said goodbyes, that sucked of course, and then the americans went to Subway for some eats before going home. I got the job of making sure we had a table, and I did it well, we even ended up with 4 seats because I am super-stealthy like that 😀 Jake and I had a chicken teriyaki thing… at least I think it was that. It was sooo good. And I ate it, which then resulted in comments that crazy must make hunger and things like that lol. Mostly coz I wouldn’t let Jake eat the chicken that was falling onto the napkin coz it was mine 😀

We got home after what felt like 5 hours drive home, but it was really… iuo… 2 hours? Too long. It always feels too long to go home, but going to the airport doesn’t feel that bad. Oddness.

I missed milo. It is sooo yummy. I have the best mummy ever coz she brought me over 3 tins of the stuff, plus oh so much more!

Title: On the way to the airport, Jake and I were talking about how we didn’t sleep well, and Lisa said the above quote. She had just finished 5 minutes ago telling us the dream she had where she got shot in the neck.

I feel very… spacey. So I should go to bed. Soon enough. It’s 11pm.

*edit* There was a lunar eclipse tonight, and I got to watch it go NOMOON to MOOOON while we came home. Was cool.