Home again, home again. *jiggety-jigs*

I'm back! Hello! Hello! I missed you, all of you, because I am not used to going days without internet fixes, and I forget how little like the rest of my family I am, and by gosh, I am glad to be back among my people. People who may be as surprised by the following revelations as I am:

(1) There were approximately 7,324 college football season openers played this past weekend. All were televised and staggered so that between regular TV and Tivo it was possible to watch two football games at a time, screen-in-screen-style, all goddamned weekend long.

(2) It is not necessarily an ideal traveling experience to ride in the back of an RV for four days out of seven.

(3) It is not necessarily an ideal traveling experience to ride with an old married couple in said RV for four days out of seven.

(4) There are a lot of pink baby dresses in the world. (And my sister-in-law now owns them all.)

(5) It is possible to be in a large party (especially, I would think, in Texas), be one of six left-handers, three natural redheads, four fortyish spinsters, and still be the only liberal in the house.

On the other hand, the food was delicious, the weather not too excruciatingly hot, the babies soft and well-behaved and gratifyingly fond of me (who am equally soft), the people nice (even the Republicans). And Peter Wimsey still rocks my socks in spite of the innate snobbery, and if I spent way more time in the company of others than I normally do, at least the company was friendly and easygoing.

In other words, it wasn't an ideal vacation, but it could have been so much worse. And I am ever so happy to be home again.

:::

After a week without my dogs, I went to pick them up from the vet's office yesterday afternoon, and it was a shock to me to realize how beautiful Leory has grown since I got him. It's happened so gradually over the past months that I forgot to pay attention, but from the underfed, mangy-looking, wormy thing he was four months ago, he's turned into a glossy-fluffy stunner who totally seduced the vets' assistants who cared for him.

I've tried to take a couple of pictures to show you, but Leory takes camera sessions as invitations to frolic, and I'm not so great at taking pictures of frolics (#1: Leory's left eye; #2: a black blur that could be a dog or a flying bedspread; #3: an appetizing view of his butt), but I'll keep trying, because a dog this gorgeous needs to be shared with the world. :D

[ETA: picture accomplished!]

One day, I am going to take one of these tests as the Opposite of Me.

This one may be the most accurate I've ever taken, though. Even the breakdowns of the subcategories have me pretty well pegged, although if it were possible to get a negative score on the extraversion part, I'd probably have gotten it.


My Personality (stolen from bethbethbeth)

Neuroticism	75
Extraversion	0
Openness To Experience	86
Agreeableness	79
Conscientiousness	45

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