Back home, missing mummy & the life back at the place that has becomed so familiar to me.

Apologies for going MIA for so long without a single update, Travis had his laptop with him but the connection was so screwed up, we couldn't even stay online for more than a minute.

That aside, more about the trip, 2 Thursdays back I woke up to the mahogany of someone's eyes & I GOT THE SHOCK OF MY LIFE, initially I thought it was Chester (Mummy's adorable Yorkie), but when I realised it was my favourite "egg-juggler" I was like, hello you, what an interesting way of yours to say hi, & he went hi pig, it's already 3 in the afternoon -.-

& oh yes, my mum, is nuts.
She's probably the only one in this whole world that'll stay up till 2 in the morning to cook liquid detergent over the fire.
Apparently she was ransacking through the kitchen cabinet 2 Saturdays back & she found this bottle of concentrated liquid detergent that is at least 4 years old (I can't believe my mum at times), all that detergent has already becomed this green, jelly-like stuff, & mummy proceeded to squeeze the entire content into a pot & cook it over the fire, saying something like melting the detergent, Travis, Mayleen & I just stood there & watch my mum like she's mad.

Interestingly, that bottle of detergent did melt back into it's original liquid state & mummy is now happily using it to wash her dishes.

Not forgetting the freak thunderstorm that hit the area, there was minor flooding & for 3 days I was half living under the blanket (that's only because mummy's closet has no room for me to hide in), & one fine day mummy went, let's go shopping & I was like ARE YOU CRAZY I'll die in this storm.
Travis & I both fell sick halfway during the trip, Mummy forbade us out at night & since it was near impossible to go out anyway, the both of us stayed in to watch CSI untill 5 for 4 straight days, accompanied with Mayleen & Alun.

It was so much fun catching up with some of the cousins I haven't spoken to in so long, all of us have changed so much over the years, seemed like yesterday when we were still young kids digging for earthworms & catching grasshoppers.

This is random, but imagine what would your mum do if you screamed the F word from the end of the house.

Mine would probably look at me with a raised eyebrow & go back to what she was doing, or maybe she'd shout the F word back (hahah).

Sometimes I really don't feel like mummy, is my mum.
She seems more like a girlfriend to me, a girlfriend that I could bare my soul to, when I'm with her I could just say anything I want, & the both of us could just go on talking about everything, anything, & yet nothing at all.

I'm so drained from the trip, I've been sleeping at 5, 6, 7 am every night, & waking up at only 4 in the afternoon, have no idea how I'm going to sleep tonight, youth camp musician practice tomorrow, oh my gosh my throat.