In Corpus

Made my way home.

South bound 35 to 37 to the Blacklock back door.

Locked myself in the station wagon upon arrival.

Mark and Aaron like to attack me when I get home (they both recently turned 12--yikes) so I sometimes hide from them to avoid the inevitable. They both said they wouldn't attack me this time, and they didn't, so it was good. The last time I came home--Christmas!--both of them attacked me and I fell over into the couch.

Mi familia. :)