My parents arrived Thursday night and completely spoiled me rotten. As I mentioned before, my dad washed and waxed both cars for me. He also wakes up every morning with the girls so I can get a few more minutes of sleep. My mom not only cooked an amazing dinner tonight, but washed every single window.
By the time I walked into the door after kickboxing, she cleaned my entire house and bought new curtains for the kitchen.
And a quick, gross
side note, since temperature reached 70 degrees today, our packed class grew a little warm. So much so, I actually felt
embarrassed by the amount of sweat coming off my body. And I played 11 years of basketball, 8 years of volleyball, 5 years of track, and 3 years of soccer. Gray shorts were a bad choice today.
And now, several days later, we are growing impatient with each other. My two TVs must be on the same channel, I do not know why and since I am the only human living here, no real need to fix it just yet. My dad wants to watch his crazy, action movies and I want to watch
NCIS.
I am currently pouting upstairs in the office. Why? I really want my fix of
NCIS to watch my school girl crush, Mark Harmon. Yes, the old guy.
I told Jeni about my crush over dinner and she thought I meant the cute young guy below:
But oh no, I am in love with the old guy. We then complained about how men age so much better than women to the point where it is simply not fair. My mom believes I am in love with his character because of his arrogance and humor and thought he compared to someone else in my life.
Hmmm, I have no idea who she may be talking about....
