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There's no place like home. (Or so I've heard)

So, I'm home. Asia and the kids returned Saturday, and I stayed in Portland a couple of extra days for a work related trade show... I'm exhausted after not sleeping well for two nights. Why can't vacation ever end with a refreshed feeling?

We did have a wonderful time at the beach. We were blessed with lovely weather - typically fickle and very coast-like. We had lots of cool mornings, thin wispy fog, some downright hot afternoons and a little drizzle. I sucked in the cool air with relish... (no, not the pickle kind, sillies, the appreciation kind) and took lots of long walks on the beach.

Asia bought me a laptop - I didn't really see the need for it, but I'm thankful. It's very fun. I think it will be especially nice in the winter as a lap warmer.

I'm not very verbose today, I'm afraid. I'm truly more tired than I remember being in months. Perhaps tomorrow I'll wake up refreshed and full of delicious words to share with you.

Oh, and I should publicly thank Steve for getting me all up and running on the laptop. It's so handy to have your own personal geek who can actually take over your computer from miles away and fix EVERYTHING. Thanks, big brother. I appreciate you. Tons.

And thanks for being such a good uncle. Pictures like this make my heart really happy.

And to everyone - let me know you've checked in - I really love comments and I know there are lots of you who visit and hardly say a word. Jan. Corey. Kelly N. I'm calling you out...

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  1. Anonymous4:18 PM

    Glad your home. Don't have tons of thots, i'm tired too....must be end of the summer blues - time for some structure, like school. I am counting the days - it has been over two years since we were in school in the public sense...we have rain again and I am already fearing the snow - Calgary is a weird place.

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  2. Corey - I saw the rain forecast for you... I actually really love summer rain - and I love the snow, but only for about the first three months, then I'm ready for spring.

    I hear ya on the school countdown. I haven't taken the time to actually go count, but I'm thinking it's like two weeks. Yay! I can't imagine how READY you are after two years of home schooling! Wish we could go out for coffee on the first day...

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  3. Anonymous6:51 AM

    Wish we could have been there with you. But we had a blast at our own vacation trip.

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