House Rules

I am home at last. I arrived into Rochester "International" airport at 11pm today - only about five hours late. That's the worst part of traveling to Rochester, you can never get a direct flight and there are never more than three flights a day here. So when you miss your flight you are out of luck. Ah, Rochester.

My father's first words to me were - "So, you are going to fence?" Yeah, I don't think he is too happy about my decision. My mother was nice and didn't say anything. Mama Zimmermann only hugged me and made me some amazing beef noodle soup. Yeah Mom!

It's sad but I think my parents are not too happy about their daughter moving back home. Both my parents were out of their homes/respective countries (China and Germany) by the time they were my age.

On the drive from the airport to our house I tried to calm my Dad's fears about my not being able to afford fencing and moving backwards in my career. I think I am going to have to make this speech several times to many people including my parents. However, the one moment during our conversation I thought he finally understood-he lowered his voice and with a real seriousness he said, "Zer (There with a thick German accent) are house rules. No loud music." Okay Dad. I suddenly feel 15 again.

So I am home for the next 24 or so hours before I leave for Nationals on Sunday morning. Have a great Holiday weekend everyone!