Remember what Dorothy said? “There’s no place like home!” Man, am I feeling it today. It’s been a loooong 10 days since my last blog. In that time I:

• made a killer Passover seder for 13 most loved friends and family
• hosted a baby shower (the grandboy is due in  6 weeks!)
• created three new PowerPoint presentations
• flew to Montana via Salt Lake City (Two of the “bounciest” flight of my life. Seriously, it took me 48 hours to fully recover)
• presented four sessions at a Teen Pregnancy Prevention Conference
• met a crocodile
  

  You can smile at this guy!

• photographed the sky

That’s why they call it Big Sky Country

• flew West (without bounces, thank you!) and photographed the ground

Approach to Great Salt Lake City

• arrived home to David after midnight.

All I can say is…. Ahhhhhh.

Sometimes we need to push, push, push. Forget how we’re feeling or what we’d rather be doing. The work needs to get done and it’s on our plate. And sometimes we really need to stop, take some delicious deep breaths, make pancakes for breakfast (even if it’s not a weekend), drink hot chocolate, and cut roses from the garden.

Bounty from the wet garden

We need to take off shoes, sink into a couch with a good novel (Certain Women by Madeline L’Engle) Get another cup of hot chocolate and snuggle with a dog who loves us.

I’m glad you’re home, Mom

That’s it. I’m done for the week. I’ve earned a rest. I’ll bet you have too.