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I'm so lame...but I'm back now, so hi!

I have no idea where the last couple of weeks have gone other than to say that the following happened, in no particular order, but when you see the list you might understand why I've been quiet.

Son came home for a week.


Daughter came back from San Diego.


Life was lived in the form of family dinners, long conversations at strange and wonderful hours, and we reconnected.


I went to Chicago for a week on business.


I'm back, but pretty well wiped out.


Son went to NY for the summer. To work. And to reconnect with his friends. And to be OUT of the middle east for a couple of months.


I have begun my yoga practice in earnest, and managed to do it all but one day while I was in Chicago which helped immensely! Yay yoga....

Memorial Day Weekend is upon us, and I'm taking off tomorrow to extend it a bit. Plans for the weekend include but aren't limited to:

Workouts


Pedicure


Hanging out with Daughter while Hubby does his annual male bonding backpacking trip with the guys


Hosting a girls' dinner


Relaxing


Reading


Writing a bit. Trying to decide if I want to start a big project like a novel and see if I have the wherewithall to see it through. Decided the first one is fine, but I no longer want to finish it. I have new things to say and new ways to say them..I think. More on that later.

So, I've been kind of on the move, I guess. But now I'm back, and will no doubt be chatty again.

Happy Memorial Day!

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