...I'm back!!

Those were some of the best three weeks of my life! Holy moly!

I could write for pages JUST listing my inside jokes and awesome experiences. But I'll spare you.

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Ooh, but yesterday at the airport in Harrisburg, my friend (I'll call her Marissa) and I got bored. What better to do when you're bored at an airport than to hang out at a weird gift shop?

Allow me to describe this gift store in a little more detail. First, the only people actually shopping there were about three old ladies. Secondly, their stock. They sold commemorative Pennsylvania mustard. They sold salad dressing. They sold a country map puzzle with South Dakota missing. They sold rugs. This is an airport gift shop, mind you.

So we figured we'd have a bit of fun. We engaged in a few loud conversations.

Marissa: Neat, old wine! We could get TOTALLY smashed tonight!
Me: Ehmygawd, let's do it!
Marissa: (looking at a clock toy) Hickory Dickory Dock? Sounds like an obscure sex reference! This is innapropriate!
Me: Ooh, look, rugs! I know what we could do with those (winks)
Marissa: Or UNDER them...
Me: YES!
Marissa: (devilish grin)

We leave.

Needless to say, we got a few stares.

This is also the airport with the "I <3 intercourse (pennsylvania)" shirts. Because Intercourse, Pennsylvania is actually a place. How cool is that?

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Ummmm. I really have very few funny things to say at this point. I'm going to go unpack now.

Heh.