There's my cat, Nikita, trying to figuer out how to stow herself away im my briefcase.
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There's my suitcase awiting a cab ride to La Guardia Airport.
This morning was insane. I woke up with my head on backwards. This trip to Miami is definitely making me anxious. It’s been perhaps two years now, since I last visited home. Oddly enough for the first time ever, I am unable to visualize what home looks like. My parents just purchased their first home and this will be my first time seeing it. It’s an extremely large accomplishment on their part. [Buying a home] It only took them 25 years to get around to doing what every other newly arrived rafter was able to accomplish while still picking seaweed off his/her matted hair. I guess in reality this house is an overall tribute to my Mother. She is our matriarch, the true business women of the house. When it comes down to it she is the one who keeps everything, from the daily meal to the, to the balancing of the check book, in order. She’s an extraordinary woman who suffers from relentless determination, be it refurnishing a room or nagging my father into a submitting recoil at the end of a whiskey bottle. I would love to introducer her to Allen Greenspan an every other economist out there. They would be awestruck at her uncanny ability to stretch a penny well beyond its worth. I can already see her disapproving look at my high end label goods. “Are those Christian Dior?” “How much did you pay for that piece of cr@p?” I can see her asking, followed, of course, by the same old monologue about the importance of future planning and saving. I think she was a chipmunk or perhaps a hamster in a pass life or some sort of harvesting rodent, with full cheeks preparing for whatever it is that winter may bring. I love her.
Well, the captain just announced our landing soon which means I have got to cut this entry short but promise to add stuff throughout the week.
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Who wouldn't want to leave a cold gloomy day like this behind...
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...and land in a a sunny South Floridian day like the one above?

I'm glad you got home safe. How was your thanksgiving? I ate turkey too much here and could not move. :-)
Well give me a call when you come back.