Greetings from Swellesley!

I'm still so excited about this blog. It has been wonderful to hear what everyone has been up to and to see pictures of everyone's adventures.

Although I have not been meeting new people or living on farms and traveling to new places, I have been dealing with one situation that has certainly been testing my limits:

Rooming with my twelve year old cousin!

She's been living at my house for the past two weeks (this is her last) and every day has been an adventure. One time I even saw her fling herself onto her bed in the most proper pre-teen way before letting out huge sobs over horrid math homework (Mollie: does that sound familiar? guess it runs in the family!). My room looks like a tornado hit it (make that ten tornadoes), me, the only child, actually had an argument about who was taking up too much room under the table, and trying to get time to myself is nearly impossible. However, good times have ensued. We've seen scads of movies, gone shopping, played games, done art projects, etc... It's regular old Camp Rowell here on Elmwood Road.

In addition the babies at work keep me DAMN busy (as do my obnoxious coworkers). Although Babyland is officially staffed with the most repulsive childcare workers (I can't understand how they got their teaching licenses), I'm in love with the babies themselves. So that much is good.

And five weeks from today I'm off to travel and then head to Prague. I'm constantly fluctuating: most of the time I'm super excited and hyper about the idea and other times I'm totally nervous about not knowing the language not being able to eat all the meat etc... and I'm just plain nervous about getting everything done in time.

Well, that's that! My cousin is quietly in bed reading Superfudge so I should pack it in for the night, but keep posting and can't wait to hear more soon.