Seeing the light....

Yay for three-day weekends! Labor day is coming up and  boy am I excited! "Why?" you ask. Because it means I will only have to drive to work four days next week, and it means that my parents are FINALLY coming to Olathe to see my house! (Well, my mom already has done, that, but you know what I mean.) I am very excited that my dad and my brother are coming to see my house for the first time. Although, this means I have to clean! 

Also, I am having a hard time trying to figure out what to do with them when they get here. They are farm folk, not really into the whole big city thing. They don't really like baseball, so taking them to a game is out of the question. They don't like to spend money — well, mom does, but this time dad is with her — so the mall is out of the question. My brother is coming and he is only 16, so even going to the Power & Light District to go bowling is out of the question (it's 21 & up). So, any ideas what to do with the old fogies? lol j/k They're not fogies.

The title to this blog is "Seeing the Light." You may ask what does she mean by that... Well, let me tell you... not a whole lot. I don't really mean at the end of the tunnel, cuz  I think I am so deep in whatever I am in here to believe that I am in a tunnel. It's more like a deep, dark hole. But, I am seeing light. Does this mean that I may have dug my way out of my hole and come out on the other side??? Only time will tell!