Hey everyone :)

I guess for my welcome blog I will tell you all a little more about me and my summer. During my freshman year my dad's job transfered him to Chicago, and the following summer my parents sold their house and moved all of their stuff to Illinois. My mom is a high school math teacher and stayed at her school in Texas for an extra year because we were not sure if the house would sell before the next school year started. That same summer my brother, who is 25, decided to move to California and I got an apartment near school. It was a little crazy with everyone in different places and by the end I was pretty much done with moving. Well, it didn't last too long. My dad hated it in Chicago (I think mostly because of the weather and distance from my mom) and my mom did not want to change jobs and move yet again (my dad is retired Navy so we moved a lot when I was younger). So, this summer we had to move everything back ourselves, except my brother who is in love with California. I was able to get out of the way for the first part of the move by taking Spanish III and IV here, but the rest of the summer was devoted to driving to and back from Illinois, unpacking boxes, and painting the entire house. Not a very fun and exciting summer but since moving is nothing new and my family was able to get back together again it wasn't all that bad.