nope, you didn't even know I was gone...

I don't have any relatives in Utah and the mountains there aren't as pretty as the mountains in Colorado. Sorry, Utah! Plus skiing and I don't get along at all. But I just spent a three day weekend there, and it was lovely. I'm back home and quite tired, but glad to have visited some people who mean a lot to me.

Hopefully this week will feel more normal than last week, when I was trying to get everything ready for the brief trip and running around like a... like a really stressed out teacher. Sorry, can't think of any good analogies.

Note to self: stop reading articles about infamous former-fugitive film directors right before bedtime. It's not conducive to calming, restful thoughts. (There may be a post later, though I'm not sure I have anything eloquent to say. Maybe HULK SMASH! would suffice, actually. And apparently I'll never be watching a movie made in Hollywood or France again.*)