So I got home from my HOUR LONG parent teacher conference today and proceeded to lay on the couch and watch reruns of Gilmore Girls for three hours. It was, as a matter of fact, the perfect evening. Now I am eating a whole grain pop tart (which sounds like an oxymoron)and getting ready to watch some British murder mystery biznaz with my mother.
I missed being in MN the second I left it, but it was also okay to be back home. Cozy, I suppose.
Mmm pop tart.