Two Hours?? Piece o' Cake

As mentioned earlier, Sara was in Indonesia for three weeks.  This was slightly troublesome because it meant we didn't get to talk.  We are capable of going a while without talking (although we don't like to) but when we're in the same country there is the comfort of knowing we can talk if we need to.  Being forced into silence is tricky.  Anyway, Sar got back on the 24th and on the 25th we got to talk.  And talk we did.  What was it, Sar?  Nearly two hours?  We were pretty excited that we're only two time zones apart now.  California seems like nothin' compared to Jakarta.  I employed the use of screenshot to take a picture of us. We like it.  Sar likes it so much she made it her facebook picture.  I'm just thankful she's back.  And alive.  I'm really thankful she didn't catch any tropical diseases.  You may think I'm joking but the girl has a funny way of going to foreign countries and then scaring the crap out of me with the stuff she manages to pick up.  You know what's terrifying?  Your best friend's mother calling you to tell you your best friend is in the hospital in the Dominican Republic with dengue fever.  Never heard of it?  Look it up.  It's nasty.  The point, for now is that Sar is alive and well and stateside.  That's really all I can ask for.

Shabam!  Screenshot!