I heard the elotero's horn and I chased him down from the house after I got four dollars, one in quarters from my car. Mom didn't eat her's, because she said she'd eat her's later.
I watched the second episode of Daredevil, and the rest of Daddy Daycare.
So, a really lazy day.
However, Mom, Jesus and I went to pick up dad and Lucy from the airport in LA. The 60, to the 605, to the 105. Jesus was making food when we picked him up, including rice in a rice cooker. We hardly talked on the way to LAX. I stood watching for Dad and Lucy as they come up the ramp and the blue, green, or pink colored walls. Tons of people passed, families, loners, and some even dropped their luggage and I would say, "Uh oh." Finally, after what seemed like hundreds of people, we see Dad come with Lucy. We meet them at the gate with hugs. I helped Lucy with her luggage and we go back to where we parked. We thought they'd be here by the time we got there so we could pick them up from the curb, but it was like an hour after Dad called before they showed up out of Customs.
Lucy was a bit teary eyed when we greeted them. We hardly talked on our way home, plus I could hardly hear anything because I was in the back seats. Lucy and Jesus held hands the whole ride home. We dropped them off and went to In n Out right after that. Mom and I shared fries and Mom got a protein burger.
Now, I'm just waiting for a call back from my girlfriend. Her friend (and my friend now), Sabina, had a surgery today. I hope all went with that. I'm sure she's fine.
