Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Home: The Sweetest Word
I'm home. I'm home. I'm home!
I'm so in love with my bed I may never leave it again. In fact, I'm blogging from it. Okay, I'm not, but after hotel beds, futons, and floors, my king-size latex memory foam mattress is a little slice of heaven. My favorite part? Stretching all the way out and still not being able to find Aaron. He-he-he! Anyway, I love going away, but as Toot (from my kids' favorite cartoon, Toot & Puddle) would say: "The best part about going away is coming home again." Amen.
The trip was awesome. Time spent with family and friends was blessed and filled with laughter. And I loved being the Writer-in-Residence at my old school. Loved it, loved it. I was sick on Thursday (incapable of getting out of a crummy hotel bed--I seriously think it was the infamous H1N1) and couldn't go to school, so I spent the morning crying about it like a big baby. It may have been a fever-induced weep-fest, but I'm blaming it on the fact that I had to miss school.
At any rate, I just wanted to say "hi!" Tomorrow is the fifteenth and you know what that means... See you then!
P.S. The photo is of the view from our old house. When we lived in BC we looked at Mount Baker every day. Pretty, isn't it?