So, yeah. I have no clue what day it is.. only that it must be Monday or Wednesday because I just got out of Calculus.

Grandma's in the hospital. I enjoy being at home with mom and Chad. We get along a lot better and there's a LOT less stress.

The trek to Indiana wasn't that bad. Emmett is absolutely adorable. He sort of makes me want to have a baby, but then I remember how they poop and spit up and .. yeah. Babies are cool when they're not yours. We ate at some Mexican restaurant and Erik was really badly behaved. I was conned into watching the little kid. Eventually, the Mexicans took over the job, though. Best of all, there was no fighting. I sort of figured that we'd all be coming home in caskets. Heh.

I still have some more photos to upload, so whenever I actually have time to get on my own computer.. yeah.

I'm thinking of dropping Spanish. Yeah, I fought hard for it, but with Spanish I have 22 class hours. And, I just cannot do that. Not sure if I'll be allowed to drop it, but let's hope I don't have to kill myself just go get out of a foreign language course.

Chad and I fed Rosie the other day and almost died. Once she gets her size up there, she'll sure be a handful. Can you imagine? She's less than a foot now, but at the end of this year she'll be around five. Two years from now.. ten. And fifty pounds.
I have to work on buying her a bigger tank, though..