Got back from up north yesterday. Saw lots of Lake Michigan, went to lots of beaches, saw an amazing sunset, flew in a small plane and got a great view of scenic Michigan, saw my parents get closer (thank goodness), saw my sister more lively than other, and experienced some great family time. The other side of the coin is that I saw a waitress get yelled at for no reason, saw a woman break her nose and I tried to help as best I could, and got sick of my family after only 2 days. All in all, still good. I'll post pictures sometime soon.

Went to Casino Windsor with Andrew and his roommate, Sean, last night. Since the I-94/I-96 intersection is demolished, getting to the bridge was a pain in the ass! Sean doesn't know how to drive, he didn't believe that I knew as much of Detroit that I really did (I-75 north is not the way to get to the bridge!!), and Andrew snapped at Sean for yelling at me. Strangely cute. To top it ALL off, we got searched by Canadian immigration. I'm ready to give both Sean and Andrew $60 each so they can get passports so that never happen again!! We all lost our money, but I got a good strawberry daqueri!

I also got to have a lot orf good time with Andrew. Lots of reminiscing about our night at Casino Windsor a little over a month ago. There's also nothing better than having your boyfriend whisper in your ear, "I missed you this weekend," and then him giving you one of the warmest smiles you've ever seen from him. That's one of the moments where you get all tingly and happy. I feel so lucky to have a guy who really wants to hear what I have to say and who cares about you. When I told him a little about my vacation, he said, "that can't be it. I want to hear more!" I'm used to he-who-shall-not-be-named saying, "that's great..." Does anyone else see something amazingly romantic about a guy gingerly brushing his girlfriend's hair out of her eyes? I can't remember the last time I felt this genuinely loved. I wish everyone feels this some time in their life.

On a more bitter note, I fear I might be quitting my job. AVP has been taking advantage of me. I'm nice, I'm helpful, and I'm considerate, but when people just assume that I'll help them out even if it'll be out of my way and don't even consult me, that really upsets me. It happened yet again today, and I politely called Stacy and told her I didn't appreciate what happened, and I don't think she even cared. Next step: talk to Andy and see about transferring to phones/front desk. If I'm going to be treated like this on a regular basis, I won't be in AVP anymore.