A Clip from Spain

Well folks, I'm back in Jolly Olde England. The day was long, the flight was annoyingly cheap and lacking quality, but there is something pretty magical about coming home, isn't there? The smells, the food, the clothes you've missed for two full weeks. It's all good. My bed is just as gorgeous as when I left it and the lilac tree in the backyard is full of bright purple blossoms. Can't complain when the little things are making me smile.

Thought I would share this little diddy from the streets of Sevilla (or was it Barcelona? Who can remember anymore?). Though it appears that I have a newly receding hairline (what is THAT all about?!), I assure you I don't. It must just have been the strange gale force wind mixed with a not-so-great hairday. Hmm. Aside from that, here I am, smiling gaily and enjoying the sun and the fun of Spain.

I have been going through the scads of pictures from vacay and am slowly organizing them into cities (wishing now that I brought my Fancy New Mac with me for end-of-day wrap-ups. Alas, I did not) so that I can share them with you.

Everyone is enjoying Easter back home. Bastards. How can anyone celebrate when I'm here in Dartford NOT eating a turkey? Laura is still doing well: BP is normal, babies are still baking, both are over five pounds. Well done, Mommy :)

More as soon as I can. Much love. xoxox