Yesterday I came home on a airplane and summer started officially. My family picked me up from the airport. My father said, "you look thin!" and then he said "do you want to get some Mexican food?" and I thought, "it is good to be home!"

Our family went to get Mexican food in San Jose and then we went to a pet store because we thought there might be kitties there, but instead, there were many birds and one puppy. The cats were hidden in another room. After that, we went to a bookstore and I looked at poetry and my father bought a hardbound copy of Life of Pi by Yann Martel in hopes that this lovely, illustrated version would compel people to return the book to him after they've read it. He bought me The Art of Reading Poetry by Harold Bloom which I am very excited to read. My sister and mother did not buy anything, but my sister is still in school.

Today Bryn and I set up this blog, but today isn't over yet so I won't report on it.