I drove home for the weekend to celebrate my little brother's 11th birthday, hang with the family, and squeeze in alitte skating. If I wasn't in the skatepark, I was picking Kai up from soccer, passing by his new favorite car, and making some homemade grilled cheese's. Or, I grabbed a ticket with Eamon and his friend to the American Idiot Musical on Broadway. The red curtain seemed like an old tree, and the designs on the ceiling took me back to medival times. I wasn't supposed to take photos; oh well.
After some amazing home food, completed luandry, and swellbows from skating, I snagged a controller with my brother and zombied-out to some Halo 3. Happy birthday Eamon!