And then... I was home.

I have been home since Saturday, but having a "then I was home post" seems only natural after the posts about my Loveland trip. Doesn't it? Thank heavens for good weather on the flights home. I had to get up at 4am to make a 7:30 am flight out of Denver (hour drive and security made for the early morning, lol). The ride was beautiful... smooth and nausea-inducing-free. Nice.

I was greeted at the airport with flowers and chocolate lollipops and peanut brittle. It was great! And so thoughtful. Ron doesn't usually do things like that, and it really made me feel the love. And I hadn't really noticed that I was coming home to a holiday weekend. It was the perfect end to the week. We went to see friends at a bbq on Sunday evening, and yesterday was spent relaxing on the deck in the sun with corn on the cob and new knitting project.



That pile of corn is a true right of passage around here. When I was little, the kids (meaning me and my sister) always, ALWAYS, had to shuck the corn. My dad even gave us a name... shuck-a-butt kids, lol. The name has now been passed down to my kids, Lauren in particular. I didn't have to shuck single ear! She did the whole dozen. :)

My tools and wire are, sadly, still in Colorado. They should be here later in the week though. I will be scrambling to be ready for my trunk show at the Memorial Art Gallery. Stay tuned for lots of jewelry eye candy in the coming days!!