I am back in the town I grew up in for a week before I leave for London. I'm going to be spending this time packing (two suitcases, a carry-on, my uke, and a purse are all I have to pack my life in), getting money ready, working for my dad and brother a little, and seeing family and friends.

I thought that this week would be a recuperation week but it definitely doesn't look like it's going to be relaxing. However the best thing about being home always is the country. It's beautiful out here.




Rolling hills, farms, ranches, and mountains. The morning after I arrived home my brother needed help sodding his backyard and boy am I tired. (I even got a blister.)

















But hey, hard work never killed anyone right?





Me and my bro, done for the day.






Anyways, t-minus 5 days and counting till I take off for England. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! Woohoo!