I did a ridiculous thing and had my driver from the airport take me directly to a mandatory religious education meeting, which I was really too tired to attend. At least they gave us ice cream (below--I was attracted to the colors, but it was worse than vanilla).
Last night I was scheduled to play tennis--again, too much coming right off of travel. But I had so so much fun as some of the rust came off my racket. Deeply sore today. While putting the kids to bed, Blaze asked, "Mama, can you take a break from going places?" I'm home now.
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