How Much Do I Love the Forsthyes? Let Me Count the Ways...

I thought it would be weirder being in the US, being in Illinois, but not being home. Turns out, it's not!

Melody greeted me at the door with a knife, Ethan greeted me at the door with a gun, and Travis greeted me at the door with his gut. (Travis: do I look like I gained weight? Me: no. Travis: really!? How bout now? *lifts shirt* Me: well yes if you show me!)

I love how Nate tries to be super suave and gets it wrong. Leaning against doorframe, hair all long and Bieber-like, "So, how was your time in Bulgaria?" "I don't know, I went to Mongolia."

Kim and Gloria went shopping while Travis, me, and the three youngest went bowling. I was killing for the first half, but then I got all bad and stuff, and Travis beat me by like, ten points. Dangit.

I forgot that I have never hung out with the Forsythes in the US. Until Ethan said he'd never been bowling before. And then when, this morning, he told me how he saw a squirrel, but thought it was a puppy, and Mel thought it was a kitty, and I nearly spewed my cereal, but instead I said very calmly, "Yes, squirrels do look like puppies..."

I meant to stay awake until nine, but as Mel and Ethan were showing me this crazy PS3 game called EyePets, I fell asleep at 6:30 on the couch. Later Mel tried to wake me up for something, and I heard Travis yell from upstairs, "Hey! Get away! Let her sleep!" And even later, Kim told me I should just go to bed, but I said, "Mphflurf?" and she brought me a blanket. Around 11:30 I did wake up enough to crawl into bed, where I slept until 10:30 the next morning.

16 hours! Woot! Hopefully I am mostly back on track.