And I have brought lovely pictures, amazing stories, the deep embarrassment that comes from knowing that a seven year old kicked your ass at a Cars game!

That was my nephew, by the way. He has turned into Sheldon and I'm not sure what to do about it. My other nephew, who is only 2, says things like "Luther permits Thea to be in the top bunk" and my niece is a small, blonde version of me, which is kind of horrifying. I feel sorry for my sister-in-law.

I also saw a car dangling precariously by its back wheels from a guardrail. I've yet to figure out how the car got that far over the guardrail to begin with, and I'm not entirely sure I want to know.

So, I have plenty of pictures, and I feel like my muse came back. I think I needed a trip back to my hometown. I feel so relaxed now, ready to jump back into work and getting ready for the next semester at school.

OH YES. I passed all my classes, up to and including Music Appreciation, so I'm very happy about that.

I'm going to upload one picture now, and then I'll continue to do so over the course of summer, and hopefully catch up on all the back pictures I have at my disposal.

I will also learn photoshop, because I got lots of pictures of fog on the way back home.

In fact, that was terrifying. Try driving down a steep mountain with kiss-your-own-ass turns in a thick bank of fog and praying that you don't drive over the edge by accident. (At least it wouldn't be over a guardrail.)

So I'm back, I'm energized, and I'm going to scream if it starts raining before I can go on a walk.

PEACE OUT.