Returning

Damn, reentry sucks. We've been on the move since three am, and arrived back home after uneventful traveling to find ourselves weepy and feeling very dislocated in time and space. I expected a bit of the usual post-vacation hangover feeling, but this has been a little extreme. Nonetheless, we've cuddled all the cats, gotten groceries, and made a tentative attempt at unpacking.

(Bex, the cats want their water fountain nao, pls. Well, that's not really the truth - they're perfectly happy to have me continue to serve as their thumbs to open the tub faucet. Some things, they do not change. And also, I bought yeast and bread flour, and will at some point attempt your basic bread recipe.)

Here, have a photo of little-me and two beagles.