The busiest September ever

Alex arrived at my house on Wednesday, as I was in the midst of making macaroni and cheese from scratch. It's been nice having her here, as always, and the last couple of days have involved some much-needed lounging around and watching movies. Tonight we briefly went to Chopsticks where some friends were singing karaoke, but it was super hot and stuffy in there and we didn't feel like hanging around. She's leaving in the morning to continue her annual road trip around the west coast, but I'll see her again soon. This photo was taken when she visited us in June, because she and I forgot to take pictures this time around. Bummer, because she got a super cute haircut today.



Speaking of house guests, Jeremy arrives a week from Monday! There will surely be many wacky adventures, because he and I are the king and queen of wacky adventures. Notable examples include conspiring to change College Eight's name to Reagan College, which involved using geometry to measure the size of the College Eight sign, making a big Reagan College sign out of cardboard, backing his giant purple minivan up underneath the sign, and standing on top of a chair on top of the van to affix our new sign to the existing one. See, College Eight was across the street from my college (Porter) and Jeremy's college (Kresge), and it was where all the preppy kids lived because the dorms were newer. Thus, changing the name to Reagan College was HILARIOUS. Alas, this happened in the days before digital cameras. I do have photos of what he looked like when I met him, which was roughly like this:



Jeremy is also the person who got a wild hair one night, when we were housemates, that we should all go straight to sleep so we could wake up at 3:00 in the morning, get in the car, and drive down to Santa Maria to attend Michael Jackson's arraignment. So that's what we did, and we ended up getting invited to Neverland Ranch too. True story! We were even on national ABC news that night.

He also once sang me a song about driving down to Watsonville with a stork and a hat, because I was having a bad day. As you can tell, Jeremy is a barrel of fun. There are Madonna karaoke duet plans in the works.