A place of comfort

Trip Start Jul 26, 2007
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Trip End Sep 26, 2007


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Thursday, September 27, 2007

There's always something nice about going to your parents home.  A sense of security or comfort.  We had finally made it to a place I was familiar with -- around midnight.  I opened up the frig, scoured the variety of drinks, picked one and sat down to chat with my Step-mom.  She's been holding down the fort while my Dad has been in Dubai, United Emirates.  She'll head over there in a few short weeks to spend their 25th wedding anniversary.  Hopefully I'll get over there while they are there.  We'll see how looking for a job goes first.

My Step-mom has a tendency to spoil me when I come.  I love it!  Who in their right mind wouldn't love someone thinking of you and buying things (food, drinks, gifts, etc.) for you that they think you'd like.  What a blessing! 

We slept tight and awoke mid-afternoon.  The three of us freshened up for lunch at the local BBQ joint.  It's a must have every time I go down there!  The fried pickles are out of this world!  One of my favorites! 
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