We're back! Lots of driving, lots of eating, and lots of good times with family, though it's hard to say goodbye. So we'll do as the french do and say "Au Revoir!" (Until we see you again!) Maybe in Paris? (hint hint!)

Lucy is pooped, but happy to be home. I was finishing a few things last night before bed, and came in to find her curled up next to Mr. B, right on the bed (where she's NOT supposed to sleep.) OK, curled up is a little bit of an exaggeration--a 60 lb. dog curls up in about a square meter. She did move when asked, and I enjoyed the wonderful feeling of my own bed once again. Today she is sleeping at my feet and having puppy dreams where she runs and barks at something. Very cute.

Now we are in the push to really go. I have so much to do, but the laundry from this weekend, the mess I left the house in, and the lack of anything fresh to eat are pressing on me more than the packing. (The apple I had for breakfast was weirdly elastic.) So it's off to the bus and to Woodman's for groceries, I guess. Fun, fun, fun. :)