I’ve been home these past two days. Spent the mornings sleeping in enjoying my bed, and both days had homemade lunch from my mom. Ah. Me and my dad went to the commissary, I told him I had started smoking. He didn’t take it nearly as bad as I thought he would, he just sounded really sad about it, but I think he was happy I told him. Saturday night I hung out at the restaurant, helped with drink and other stuff. It was such a good night there, the WHOLE restaurant full. I’m really glad it’s picking up, it means so much when you helped build a place from the ground up starting to see a bit of success. Shared a couple beers, had tons of good food, one of the biggest reasons I love being back. After that I caught a movie with my family, which was good showing that I did want to spend time with them too. Went back to the restaurant for a couple hours on Sunday, helped Adrian fix up the website a little bit. I swear he always shows me the best beers too. After I got home, I told my mom I started smoking, she accepted it, but was trying to convince me to stop. Sigh. We had dinner all together which was really nice. I’ll be heading to bed soon so I can take off early tomorrow morning. It was a good weekend. I miss the good people I have here. Night.
