Home again...

I was pretty surprised when I opened up the suitcase we had checked for the flight to Denver, because it would appear that everything was in a different place, suggesting that the entire contents of the bag had come out at some point. Happily, though, I haven't noticed anything missing, so whoever put the bag back together must've been pretty thorough (honest, too).

We spent the night at Mike and Karen's, after a nice dinner with conversation. Today's drive from Denver was pretty uneventful, but tiring. After stopping to pick up Shiloh, we returned to the house, whereupon I took a nap - I slept, actually - after which I didn't do anything in particular.

It's a good thing tomorrow is Sunday, y'know?

Cheers...