college station

This weekend I went down to College Station to see my youngest sister. She just graduated from a vet tech program and her birthday was last week, so this visit was a dual celebration. I'm ashamed to say it's almost been a year since I've seen her, even though she only lives three and half hours away. She works and goes to school, and I'm only free every other week, and blah blah blah excuses. Before Perry and I left her apartment, we had already invited her and her boyfriend along with us on our upcoming vacation to San Antonio. I was worried she might get bored with us so I brought a card game, but we spend the entire time taking and eating and then talking and eating some more, so we never got around to any games. She received a cotton candy maker as a gift not too long ago, and she was pretty keen on me making one. I don't think I did too bad for a first timer.

I don't know if you can tell from the picture frame above my head in the previous photo, but my little sister loves her boyfriend and her cats. A lot. I'm not much of a cat person myself, but I do like hers. She has a total of three cats. One of them is rather large and white and he sat in the corner of the room all day watching us and looking fairly regal and majestic. That is until you throw an elastic hair tie on the floor. Then he turns into a playful little kitten, throwing it into the air, pouncing on it and stretching it between his paws.

I approve of this adorableness. But still, no cats for me please.

On a completely unrelated note, I normally read two books at a time. One book I read on my breaks at work, and another book I read at home, mainly before bed time. Game of Thrones was my "at work" book but I've become so interested in it that it's also become my "at home" book. Last night I was reading before bed, and I think I may have figured out the parentage of Jon Snow. And Ned Stark is not his father. Yeah, I know. Shocking.

I would warn "spoiler alert", but this is just the theory of someone who watched two seasons of Game of Thrones and hasn't even finished the first book yet. There may be something in the later books that completely refutes this. You know, after I read Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince, I figured out that Snape was actually a good guy and had been in love with Harry's mother. I know that's not exactly a major achievement but I've lamented from time to time that I never got tell my theory to anyone and then be proven right a book later. Oh, to be proven right. So I'm going to say it here and now: Lyanna Stark and Rhaegar Targaryen are Jon Snow's parents. It would be perfect. Those flashbacks Ned keeps having of Lyanna bleeding and dying and saying "Promise me, Ned." She died after delivering Jon and asked Ned to raise him as his own, and conceal his parentage since all the other Targaryen children were being killed. Ned has shown time and again how he is very against the killing of children, even if they may be potentially dangerous. Examples of this would be Daenerys or Cersei's children. So, I think Ned would agree to raise his sister's child as his own because not only was it her dying wish, but it would save Jon's life. And the whole book series is called A Song of Ice and Fire and Jon's parents are Stark (ice) and Targaryen (fire). Like I said, it's perfect. Maybe instead of "spoiler alert" I should have just written "nerd alert."