Me At Home

So this is my first trip back home after moving down to college. I have to admit that it's pretty weird being back here now knowing that I kinda don't live here. My mom was pretty hurt that I said she doesn't cook. And my sisters were a little hurt that I said that I wasn't homesick. But I did explain to them that I said I didn't miss 'home' but that I did miss them. SOOO now i'm sitting at home eating a great home-cooked meal, courtsey of Wendy's. Good cooking mom. :) just kidding I love you.
We went to ALAs first home football game tonight. They lost...miserably. And my little sister is a cheerleader and the girls that were supposed to be spotting her totally dropped her on her head. Ouch. But she looked totally adorable, so it didn't matter.
So get this. My mom and my dad are going to New York to see the Yankees play. They're leaving in two weeks. I'm so totally and completly jealous. Beyond mad. No i'm not mad. I'm happy that my dad gets to go to Yankee Stadium before they tear it down. It's been like his dream for forever so it's totally awesome that he has the opportunity to go.
Tomorrow i'm going to go to a BBQ at my g-ma's. Then i'm going back to my old home ward and my family is speaking. My mom is convinced that I have to speak, even though I explained time and time again that I am not a member of that ward anymore. Gesh.