Home again home again, giggity gig

We’re home. We’re exhausted. Everyone is against us napping.

Jojo Kittywiggles wouldn’t even speak to me for hours. He stayed under the bed and glared with shiny, angry eyes until I pulled him out and made him cuddle.

As always, we had a fabulous time at AZ Dreamin’. We met some really fun people and reconnected with old friends. We’re always amazed that people want to talk to us.

Amylynn burned the crap out of her hand with the curling iron. So it was just like being at home.

We came home via the IKEA store because Ava needed to touch all the kitchen cabinets. The best thing was the cafeteria. We ate the Swedish Breakfast which will heretofore be referred to as the Official Quill Sister Breakfast of Champions. Two Swedish pancakes with lingonberry jam, scrambled eggs, sausage, and roasted potatoes. All of this gloriousness for 2.99. HEAVEN!!

Also, we picked up some Swedish Fish because, duh, we were in IKEA.

Anyway, back to the grind at work. And prepare ourselves for our wee jaunt to New York City in two months. Prepare to hear about some epic paper cuts forthcoming.