the domestic zoo

Well done, J.K. Rowling.

Three weeks. In an RV. In Northern Canada.

I had an absolutely fantabulous time, but hooh boy….I am glad to be home.

In a way it was anticlimactic, but it was also oddly comforting to come home to a power outtage. No TV or computers, just a campfire and candles. We sat and talked and when Mom and Dad went to bed, the kids and I took a moonlight swim in the pool. I floated on my back for awhile, hearing only the sound of my breathing, and seeing only the stars and treetops.

Then Hannah and I snuggled in her bed, waking up this morning to a home with electricity and internet access. There are photos and stories, but if you’ll excuse me, I have a pile of dirty laundry to wash and a certain J.K. Rowling book to dive into…

to catch up on three weeks’ worth of friends’ posts, what with the new Harry Potter book and all (I haven’t read it, haven’t heard anything about it, and I would like to keep it that way).

But I am back, and yes, it was awesome.

I will see you all in August!*

(*Of course, I get back on the 28th, but I don’t know how up I’ll be for hopping online right away)