Home free!

Sooo. I'm home! Monday I woke up at four, wanted Starbucks, didn't get Starbucks, but I got to go through the airport like the big girl I am without someone holding my hand. They kept looking at me all suspicious like I was some renegade fourteen year old who broke through their underage defenses. Every time I had to talk to one of the  people working there they asked me how old I was. Seriously. I'm fifteen people!! Look at your pretty little screens! They say the wonderful free number!  Anyways, after I infiltrated their special defenses I scored a window seat on the tiny flight home. And nobody sat next to me, a definite score if I do say so myself. I got off the plane and managed (sarcasm, people) to find the way to the baggage claim.  I saw my brother and surprised myself by grinning quite big and running to hug him (okay maybe I exaggerate but I was glad to see the loser) and then Dad walked up and I was very glad to see him. After that and lunch I would've gladly gone home but dad had bought a new truck so we went in and got it but knowing our luck we went to go home and it died. Yay. stupid old cheap trucks. So first we went and got a new battery, and it starts pouring on us while we change it. Then it dies again, so we head to Napa and finally figure out that its the alternator and finally get it fixed and go home. Home sweet home. I would write more but I'm beat. Up and out!