Home Coming

The countdown is on baby.......comin' home to my own bed, my own pillow, my own bathroom, my own tv, my own life.

Don't get me wrong I had a great time but in the end I am looking forward to arriving in good ol' TC.

My bro and his GF were lovely hosts but ya know he's my bro and for a lot of things we are to much alike, even though he and I are 12 years apart and he hasn't lived in NB for 20 years we still have some of the same mannerisms, how is that really?

Luckily I did not get the "hoarding" gene as bad from my mothers side as he did, OMG! I almost freaked out over all the items he hoards, L & I have spent the week here and there helping him out and when he wasn't looking or after much deliberation he agreed to throw it out. NOW I know some of you might be saying "what the hell, M your like that too!!" BUT if you go back and read I said "as bad" and boy do I mean it. We've got him ship shape, unfortunately I wasn't able to talk him into letting me clean the fridge. :o)

Its been so much fun and I'm reallly glad L agreed to do this, he had a blast and really enjoyed himself.

Bye for now