It has been exactly 210 days and 14 hours since I have last seen my sister/my wombmate/my best friend.  In exactly 10 hours and 37 minutes, however, she will be stepping off the plane at the Seattle aeroport and I am giddy with excitement.  These past few months she has been living and working in an orphanage in Thailand, where she taught English and helped translate for the local medical missionaries stationed there.  I’ve been so freakishly proud of her and the work she has been doing, but after spending our whole lives side-by-side it was so odd not being able to call her up with a funny story or random gossip.  She’ll only be in Seattle a week, though, before she is off to join up with my parents…. so I’m sure this week will be jammed full of us talking full speed without breaths and trying to fit in everything we haven’t been able to tell eachother the past 210 days.

In other news: I went to my two year old cousin’s dance recital expecting a few minutes of small children bouncing around instead sat through 2 hours of every single class in the school… starting with the toddlers and ending with advanced pointe.  I must say that I think Bailey was the cutest and most talented dancer there… not that I’m biased or anything. 

My very first Hot Yoga class is tomorrow.  I very well may die… we’ll see.  Also, I was accepted into the Children’s Hospital volunteer programme, so I’ll be doing aqua-therapy for kids with neuro-muscular disorders and such, I’ll post more about that when I start.