Home Again, Home Again

We got home from San Diego late last night.

Reality immediately hit, thanks to four inches of fresh snow and 20 degree weather. (But I wore my sandals to the bitter end, thank you. The fleece-lined LL Bean weatherproof moccasins that are my staple right now didn't come out until I had to walk to the car.)

Thanks to a preponderance of fun, I didn't get to post the last few days of our vacation. It's the pro-con of visiting a place that is both a tourist destination and "home." We left the hotel at 9:00 each morning and didn't return until 9:00 that night, and we still feel like we only did a fraction of the things we wanted to do.

But since it's winter outside and I now have stories galore, I'm going to dedicate the next few days to a vacation recap. It will be fun for me to look back and record the memories while they are still fresh, and hopefully, it will be a boost for my fellow winter-longsufferers.

One other item of note I forgot to post due to vacation brain-lapse was a link to my post over at Praise Baby. It's a tad heretical, as I start by explaining why I was originally determined to never allow a Praise Baby product in my house. Go here for the rest of the story.

Hope you're having a relaxing weekend. I'm about to tackle two huge suitcases full of dirty and sandy clothes. See you tomorrow. And bring your sunglasses. We're going to SeaWorld.


  1. Welcome home! Wish we were there to see you. Sorry we missed you while you were in our state. Come back soon!

  2. I currently live in Southern California and as long as God keeps me here, I will stay; there is no place like it!