So much for my promise of frequent updates. I suppose I can attribute that to my constant happiness since being home. I haven't had a need to rant or vent or simply reach out to anyone; everything here is pleasant and everyone is here. Still, I maintain that this diary is for historical purposes, so that one day my child will find this and laugh and tell me what a dork I used to be. Summer has been pleasant. Between applying for jobs, I've clocked in many hours at the pool, enjoying Eragon, Kris' and mine newest addiction. We dance from fantasy to fantasy, K and me. When I finish the book we'll watch the movie, then the next Harry Potter and Pirates movies will be out and then I expect the 6th season of Smallville will hit the racks and we'll be all set again. This past weekend Jackie and Kenzie stayed with us, here at the Castle Arroyo Resort. That has a nice ring to it, doesn't it? Tim was out of town with their race car driver, PJ, for a race. He didn't qualify, car trouble, which was really upsetting. I was supposed to house sit and take care of Joey and Pony for a few days while they were all at Indy, but now that he didn't qualify they don't know what they're going to do. Jackie said they might go to Balboa, which leads me back to the job hunt. A small detour. Monday I had an interview with Bath and Body. It went alright, but I found out that I won't be getting as many hours as I need, if I get the job. I told Jackie about this and she said, enthusiastically, that she could really use my help and she'd pay me. I don't really see what she needs me for, she has a nanny, but I guess she wants to keep Cat's (the nanny) hours down. And, she said if they do end up going to Balboa this weekend, she'd take me instead of Cat to babysit and watch the dogs. Now, I've sort of worked for my sister before. The concept is a bit odd but it's different now that she has a baby. Of course I wouldn't object to spending more time with my niece or my sister, but I don't really know how steady the work would be. It's so much easier to have hours you clock in to and clock out of and know what the paycheck is going to look like from week to week. I'm nervous because this is my second week of summer and I still don't have a job and I planned to save up for when we move into the house in August. Now that I've secured an internship for the fall, I really don't want to be working more than a couple hours per week. I managed to RA, work at the Blaze, have an internship, and accomplish straight A's this past semester, which is astounding. I can't expect to accomplish that again, but I don't want to slack in any of my duties, whether that's student, employee, or intern. At any rate, I'm applying at Old Navy and I'll have to talk to Jackie. At the very least, I can always offer my time to baby or house sit or whatever. Back to the weekend's pleasantries... It was very nice having the four (Jackie, baby, and dogs) of them around. Sunday night I was relieved to walk down the hall to my bedroom, rather than loading up the car to drive back to school. And on Monday, while the parents were at work, it was just us "kids". I remember Jackie, Kenzie, Kris and myself scattered between the den and kitchen and as I was making us all lunch I thought how weird it was, all of us being there alone on a Monday afternoon in our swimsuits and munching on tuna salad. Mackenzie had her first experience in the pool on Saturday. She actually liked it, too. Of course I was there with my Nikon. We emailed Tim a couple photos, of which he was very appreciative of, especially after receiving the bad news about the race. He said seeing those photos put life back into perspective. Last night Kris and I made it back to the bowling alley where we ran into more people we knew from high school. Travis came with us and Helen and Clayton joined us in the fifth frame. I bowled a lousy 60 the first game and a 96 the second. Just awful. But we had a good time. What surprised me and made me smile inside was when Kris and I were driving back home and he turned to me and said he liked it better with just the two of us. I had to agree. It's so rare when it's really ever just the two of us. We're always with family and when we're not with family, we're with friends. It seems like Monday Bowling will be a guaranteed date night, cheap and fun. Well that's roughly about it. Mom's fish are swimming around on the desktop (I'm on my laptop), which reminds me of how huge our real fish have gotten. Maverick is an absolute tank and Fatty, "the colored one", is a monster. Realistically they're only about five inches long or so, but compared to what guppies they used to be, they're huge. Also, one last note for humor. Ever since I've been home Red has endured a fun merry-go-round game on the driveway. No matter where I park her, someone has to move her. We have a four car garage. Mom has a spot, the giant van has a spot, the quad takes up a spot, and grandma's van has a spot. But dad also has a regular truck. The other day I parked behind the van so I wouldn't block my mom. My dad came in my room that morning and shuffled through my purse to move my keys. He moves my car and blocked my mom. So then my mom has to move Red back. It's ridiculous! Carrie