We're headed up north for our annual summer vacation. I pretend it's my very own cabin for one week - it's the closest I ever want to get to owning a real cabin. This year it's a bit different - just us, Chunky's new friend from baseball and the ILs. I will be able to sleep in, not worry what I look like and scream at my kids at will. Who am I kidding? I would've done that anyway.
This is also my last hurrah before grad school starts again on the 15th. It's an intense two-week course on cross-cultural relationships for the same number of credits as a twelve-week course. Good times.
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