No matter how good a holiday you have, it's always good to get home.
I missed Ian, I missed Ribena, I missed my own bed, I missed my big kids (who kept the house spotless while I was away, so it was fab to come back to), I missed Cadburys Dairy Milk, and I missed my ratty girls.
The bad thing about the journey back East, though, is the jet lag. I am soooooooo tiiiiired!!!
Pretty much all I have managed to achieve since I got home is to unpack and wash all the holiday clothes, and help Connor put together and hide our very first cache.
Three people have found our cache already, which is very cool. :)
Yawn. Need sleep. Yawn.
Christmas, a painting and juice!
1 day ago