playing hooky

Friday was the greatest day ever because I did not have to go to work. Instead, we got a sweet tour of the Santa Barbara Mission from a fellow graduate student of Andrew's, who also happens to live there as a Franciscan monk. Good times.

We got to see books that were several hundreds of years old and stay in the ancient library for a little bit. (I wasn't sure if I could take pictures of that and was too chicken to ask!)

Our garden...

My parents made me this sweet sign for my birthday to hang in the garden. That way no one else will lay claim to my rabbit-nibbled vegetables. Thanks Mom and Dad, for taking care of my plants and me.

This is why I love my brother...

No one else in the world will let me give them a bozo the clown haircut and still love me... :)


(There was so much hair we had to do a preliminary buzz over the whole thing so that the clippers didn't seize up.)

I swear I made it look normal in the end. No pictures of that- how boring!