Eating delicious foods prepared by my mother or paid for by my sister.
Going to movies-- Bond, Twilight, Bolt.
Child-wrangling.
Sitting on my ass.
Hm. I guess that's pretty much it.
I had been planning to decompress in my SF apartment for a few days and enjoy the beginning of my break without going anywheres, but my sis called me up and shamed me in to coming to my parents' house. This has worked out splendidly as it allows me a legitimate excuse to not really do anything-- "I'm spending some time with my family."
