where does the time go?

My dad got into town tonight around 5:30, so I raced home from work to take Bella on a quick walk then drove down to LAX.  Poor Bella was in her cage all day and then I came home for an hour and left again...oh well, she is happy now as she sleeps in my bed!

It was great to see my dad, although it feels like I just saw him.  Maybe I have been so busy, or something, but it just doesn't feel like I have lived here that long... or it feels like I always have lived here.  I dunno what it is, but it works out okay.  I guess I have been here for, 3 months now? almost 4?  I don't know where the time goes.  The longest time I have ever been away from Cincinnati was the 4 months I spent in Luxembourg, and that felt like a loooong time.  Then again, it was harder to keep up with everyone--having a US cell phone sure makes things easier :). 

Well, I am off to bed, I am going to get to work early tomorrow so I can sneak out around 4 or 4:30.  I am meeting Dad at the Santa Monica Pier for dinner tomorrow night.  I hope everyone is having a good week.  Cheers!