home, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet home

sunday morning jeremy got up and went to his old church. jeff, jessie and i did not make it out of bed for service. instead, i cooked us breakfast and we just relaxed. when jeremy got home, we packed up all of our stuff and headed over to the hamptons for lunch and the "official" house tour, which i actually don't think we ever got. huh.



this picture of me and darci is really funny for three reasons. one is quite obvious - there is a plant coming out of the side of my head. and i am wearing brown and she is wearing black - which is opposite of the clothes we wore for the rest of the weekend. and third, we spent probably the most time together but this is the only picture i have of just the two of us.





we orderd gambinos, of course, and the boys went and picked it up. there was a HUGE black snake laying dead in the road, and darci and i deliberated for several minutes as to when it actually appeared. strange i know. we hung out in the living room, listening to the music channel on tv (well i'll be doggone) and chilling. jeremy left for a while and almost didn't make it back in time for us to leave for the airport. grandma and grandpa koci drove us to kansas city for our flight back to june gloom in la. which is ironic. because june gloom means some cloudiness in the morning and 90 degrees by the end of the day but it was gloomier than that for most of the time we were in kansas and everyone there was happy with the weather. i guess it is just what one is used to. our flights were pretty uneventful; we stopped in salt lake city and i had some hot tea... somewhere over the course of the weekend i lost my voice. i can't find it anywhere. i have looked under the bed, in my purse, in my desk drawer at work... i must have left in on the plane. or maybe the mean lady at mci took it when she took my jam that was supposedly too liquid to go on the plane. whatever.