A Girl...

Jiggety Jig

We're home, safe and sound, and although I'm still a little tired, that's nothing two sugar cookies and a fun-size Butterfinger won't fix. Plus another handful of Halls cough drops and a dozen more doses of Airborne. (I was promised it would turn my pee flourescent, "like a rave party gone horribly, horribly wrong," says my brother.)

I have pictures and stories and whatnot from the trip, but I'm at work right now, so first things first: eat more cookies and fun-size candy.

Simon might have a tale or two though...