Are you thinking about me?

I'm leaving for a number of days and hopefully the time away will give me a chance to feel real again. I stayed up until 4:30 am last night sorting foam for UAB. I hate foam so much, but I have speant a lot of time around it lately. I'm tired of foam letters and pumpkins and christmas trees. But craft night people love foam... Can't we just throw it all away. A girl said to me -- I've realized that artsy people don't like foam, only crafty people. Are you telling me I'm not crafty? I think that only 11 year olds should like foam. Anyway, the foam looks much nicer now that I've sorted thorugh it all.

I'm going up to my cottage and then to my sisters and then to Cedar point and then back to my sisters. All of these places I love. I'm excited to spend time with my sister. I've gotten to see her a lot already this summer, but more won't hurt.

Let's hope for normal again -- or at least a better sort of weird.