Home Sweet Home

Home.
Safe.
Tired.
Reunited with puppers... who apparently doesn't care that I am home. Am Safe. Or am tired. Evil doggy.

Flight got in around 10:15pm in Buffalo, drive took us until 1:15am to get home. Wish I had today off to sleeeeeeeeep.

Loved New Orleans. Some streets stank, others were riotous, but all in all the discovery of Deril's made the hunting fun!

So nice to see people, wish I could have talked to some individuals more than I did. Loved meeting the Brits -- you ladies ROCK!

And now that I've listened to my two voice-mails from mein fuhrer, I'm going home.

Also? claris? It's possible that I finished the book just as the plane landed.