I always like coming home from vacation. It’s nice not to live out of a suitcase, and eat your own regular food, and have normal nap and sleeping schedules.
But when the place you’re leaving has a ten-day forecast that looks like this:
and you come home to THIS forecast:
Well. . . . it’s not quite as sweet to be home.
We had a fantastic time in Utah for the last week, attending a family reunion at Bear Lake, hanging out with Bart’s family, and celebrating Landen’s wedding.
Bart and I also went to dinner at Pizzeria 712 with Kayla and Aaron (who happened to be in town at the same time) and they made me totally sad we don’t live near each other. And, by complete coincidence, who should be dining there at the same time, but Miss Nemesis. In 2007, it was her blog where Kayla saw my name on a comment, hopped over to my blog to see if I was the same Janssen who had many friends in common with her, and the rest is history.
After three courses, Kayla and I worked up enough courage to go introduce ourselves and, behold, she was very nice. Mini-BlogHer indeed.