home sweet home!
During the 15 hour drive my brother called me twice to see where I was. I texted him a few minutes later.
We are grown ups. Technically. I'm a mother of 3 and he's a bishop. But you'd better believe the first thing I did when he woke up was try to beat him up. Luckily for him, he inherited our mother's monkey arms and held me off while I tried to punch him in the gut (he was wearing glasses).
I love being home!! I'm so tired I want to explode!!