There’s No Place Like Home There’s No Place Like Home

I am so incredibly glad to be back in Denver. I mean how can you not be when you have those two sweet faces to come back to, right? Not to mention my handsome sweet hubby and my slobbery mutt. Home also has my bed (with 10 tons of stuffed animals on it) and my treadmill and my tivo and and and. What can I say? I’m a bit of a homebody. Coming home and seeing everyone is so nice. The kids were ecstatic and Matt even more so. Loki? Rather indifferent.

Portland was great. I really enjoyed my conference all things said and done. I will bring back a lot of good ideas and new things to look at when I go back on Monday. I didn’t see a lot of Portland but most of what I did I liked. It was pretty nice to just chill in the evenings and get to sleep early. Possibly I’m deluding myself but I may have beaten my rotten cold. Or maybe not. The worst bit of the trip was that I didn’t get to meet up with my cousin who lives in Portland. Her little boy was sick and her husband out of town so it just didn’t work out. The dinner I had with my coworkers instead was really enjoyable. The second bad bit of the trip was the opening night welcoming event where they had 4 inches of HAY on the ground and HORSES. My allergies were not amused.

Now it’s back to my routine … but first … Half Marathon #6. I’m Rocking and Rolling on Sunday!