The tracks of my tears

We just came home from a lovely (speedy) weekend in Fresno to celebrate Auntie Kathy's 40th birthday. I spent more time in the car than I did with my cousins, but it was worth it! Well, this might have been one minute I didn't think being stuck in the car was a good thing. Can you see my crocodile tear? even a portable DVD of Cookie Monster only softened my fury.

Last week I had a visit from my super dreamy boyfriend Nicholas. Could he be any cuter?