First few Hours....

I spent about 3 hours total with Mary and Dick yesterday:
The following is a tally of what I was told in those few, but fine hours


# of times I was told that Northern Cal is in a water ration so I need to take quick showers: 3

# of times my mom said “well I just don’t know what you’re going to eat,” in regards to my being a vegan: 3

# of conversations about the dog and the squirrel: 2

# of times my mom told me to “don’t walk around like a rag bag.”: 1

# of times I’ve been told to stop swearing: 8

# of times I’ve sworn: 67

# of times my dad has said "its great to have you back.": 4, which I take to mean, "you’re not in rehab, and you’re a way better daughter." Finally, the recognition I deserve.