I was so glad to see Matt when Mom and I picked him up at the airport. I rather fell to pieces in the two weeks he was gone between my injuries and losing not just 1 credit card but 2 – on separate occasions. I was pretty much overwrought from doing everything I normally do, some of the things he normally does, and taking care of a sick dog – who, incidentally, could not go to doggy day-care to get all worn out because he was still sick. And then the weather turned foul and I couldn't even take him for a run. Needless to say, I was glad to see Matt for more than his charming personality and snuggly ways.
He has many pix from Cali and I am making him post them and talk about his new job.
Off now I am to finish up the scrap book. 
I'm happy that Matt's back and there for you. Two weeks? I can hardly stand a couple of days away.