Last night we returned home from a weekend spent far, far north of here with family playing, chatting and eating. It's always nice to be home, to sink into my own sheets and lay my head on my own pillow. Yet along with those comforts come the nuisances of returning from a weekend away: extra laundry, physical exhaustion and, this time, boxes of Superdad's childhood toys that we were finally hoodwinked into bringing home. Where oh where am I going put a 4'x4' box of G.I. Joe's?
Highlights from the weekend:
- my kids really love their cousins and played with them nonstop
- I really love playing cards and, even more so, winning when I play cards
- I love a good Brandy Old-Fashioned Sweet. Does this mean I qualify for Social Security?
That's about it. Very uneventful, relaxing weekend. But now it's Monday. The time for relaxation is over.