Got my luggage back today. Braved the crowds, which really weren't so bad. Ended up buying a gift from a local merchant, so felt pretty good about that. Got the cousin who's in his first year in high school, the latest White Stripes CD. Got frames for the paintings I brought, but am having to use a really old frame for the one I'm giving my sister (I really think she's going to hate it and I might change my mind and give it to my mom...who loves everything I give her.).
So still anxious a bit...
But otherwise, I'm pleased with being home and just enjoying not having to think too much about anything. Go see Foxy to find out how to learn who you look like...mine was an interesting mix of characters.
One of the things that I rediscovered last night, is a stack of letters. I used to have a pretty extensive international penpal-ship. I'm going to bring them back to CA with me, but today I started reading through letters from my first boyfriend. He was British, fact fans, and I met him when he was an exchange student at the University of MN. He and the other "Brits" would buy us (underage, but charming and cute girls) beer at the Big Ten...sort of our dorms' version of our local. We corresponded for about 2 years after he went back, then stopped. Now I'm curious if I can find him or any of the others...I'll have to do some web searching.
Well, I'm off to have myself a nice scotch and some pumpkin pie!