On Saturday I made cake, on Sunday I ate cake, on Monday I finished eating cake. It was a pretty great cake, if I do say so myself. Also I have been watching the first season of Heroes with Jasmine. And my friend David has tried to convince me to make strawberry preserve but the recipe scares me, so I don't know. Lynn gave us rather a lot of strawberries on Sunday. Maybe I can make strawberry muffins!

Here is another picture of Bryn, and Lynn if you look closely:

Yesterday I convinced Dad to buy me sugar-free popsicles, which felt like a small but poignant triumph over adversity, even though it wasn't.

Jasmine and I also drove home from Ashland yesterday. It was a long drive and we wanted to kill lots of bad drivers. Because there are seven hours between Ashland and home, we had the opportunity to make up some good car games. Here are two:
1) Every time you see a US Xpress Enterprise truck, Vulcan high-five everyone in the car and use the time to make many dumb Star Trek jokes.

2) Every time you see a "Yes on 8!" bumper sticker, you must immediately tell the gayest story possible. Ideally this story includes themes such as: gay marriage, gay babies, gay love, gay families, and homosexuals not ruining the sanctity of marriage/the Californian constitution.

Yesterday my friend Jasmine and I saw the new Star Trek movie with my father and a friend of his. It was the funniest movie I have seen all year. In general, Jasmine and I are terrible people to see movies with. But when you add variables like space, explosions, sexual tension, people who look good, or sexually tense people who look good, in space, causing explosions, I think we become unbearable. I giggled through the whole movie and I think my father regretted bringing us.

We also got bagels and milkshakes earlier in the day and I told her about my Baltimore friends, who I think she thinks are sort of weird. But I'm only mentioning this because I want to start an East Coast/West Coast gang rivalry.

Yesterday I took photos of my sister in her prom dress for our grandmother:



We also went to our mother's choral concert. It was a great concert. Mom had commissioned a piece in honor of her twentieth year of singing with the choir. It was received well, which is good because it was a fantastic song. My favorite piece was called "Dona Ubensa" which not only a solo/duet involving my mom but it was a song that the conductor had arranged himself.

The other things I did yesterday included: jetlag, milkshakes with Jasmine and Bryn, going to a pet store with Jasmine and Bryn, going to a comics shop while Jasmine and Bryn made fun of me, going to my dad's writer's group, taking a lot of unnecessary photos of Bryn:



She's standing in front of St. Patrick's Seminary, which is where our mother's concert was held and is one of my most favorite places in the world.