I met J.T. Snow!

He had a signing in downtown Palo Alto tonight and here is a picture of us together. Awwwwww!

And of course, here is a picture of Hannah and I for good measure.

Home Again, Home Again...

Back from Pennsylvania. Had a lot of fun catching up with family and what not. However, I am completely exhausted and I have to go to work in the morning. Boo. I am going to attempt to get myself through work tomorrow and then it is back to packing. I have a little over a week to pack for the new apartment. Eeek!

So, as my last blog post suggested, my cousin, Dan, got married over the weekend. I am officially the "next in line" to get married. Dan chided me on this several times this weekend (I am younger than him by 3 weeks). I said, well, you are going to have to wait a very long while for that to happen, since I can barely seem to hold onto interest with a guy, let alone marry one.

I was also able to spend time with the Rullo posse. A little time up at Lake Stoneycreek (it was freezing!) and hitting some of the usual haunts around J-town are always entertaining. Of course, a lot of it is just taking Anneli's picture at any given opportunity.

It is time's like these that reminds me how important my family is and really how much I love them. We tend to get so busy with our day-to-day lives that we forget about what is important. You always think that you will get to it, and then you never do, and six years have gone by. I haven't seen some of my family in that long and that was brought to my attention this weekend. So, I am going to make a bigger effort to be a more aware family member, and not always pretend that just because I live out here in California, that I am not part of something bigger than my parents and siblings.

On the grandfather update... Papa Molloy is at his home still... so that is a very good thing. Mom says he looks gaunt and doesn't recognize anyone. An interesting tidbit, the only way the staff at the facility can get him to eat is if the window is on his right. This is the position that he would always sit in the kitchen at the house. So maybe that has something to do with it. I was unable to see it for myself, even though I want to. When the family is all together, especially with Anneli involved, it makes this all much, much more difficult. I just hope for the sake of my grandmother, aunts, and mother that at some point we will be able to find peace with the fact that this was the way it was suppose to happen. But to look at him, and see the man who he used to be, and expect him to be that way is beyond painful.