I need about two more days, at the least, to catch up on all my reading, to write a great post, and to feel like I'm back. But I am, and I must go on.
I'm tired! I feel all used up from so much fun. Besides the fact that the trip home took all day, even though only 1.5 hours were in the air.
It is my sweet husband's 65th birthday today, and I wasn't here. Well, he wasn't here either, but fortunately got home just in time to answer the door for the flowers I sent to let him know I hadn't forgotten. Now it is time to figure out how we're going to celebrate - we've both been gone all this week, and most of our friends are gone, too, so we'll wait till things settle down a bit and celebrate in the fashion we should for such an auspicious milestone.
Thanks to my dear friend, Diane, whom I finally got to meet, and who treated me like a queen. I can't wait to show you the goody basket she had for me when I got into her car. She's as great as she seems on her site.
I hope to have time to write tomorrow afternoon. In the meantime, I think I'd better hit the sack!