at my Mother's. Eating her food. Watching her television. Playing with her computer.
Oh, yeah. And those funny people I live with are here, too. It's good because if they weren't here, I'd miss them. It's bad because I have to share Mom's divine chocolate chip cookies. It's always a toss up!
Tomorrow we go to the farm. You remember the farm, don't you? Aunt Sis lives there.
She makes cookies, too.
I am happy.