Did you think that I was never coming back?

I thought about staying, I really did.

Who in their right mind would want to go from this . . .

to this?

Or this . . .

to this?

Since I had no connection to the outside world while on vacation on a resort in the Dominican Republic, I didn't know it was cold and snowy back home.

If I had, I just might have stayed on the beach until April.

But my sunburn was sunburned, there was sand where sand should never be, I ate so much that my shorts were beginning to get kind of tight, all of the green and sunshine was giving me a headache and I was tired of drinking pina coladas, delivered by very cute cabana boys.

Visiting Punta Cana was wonderful but I was ready to come home.  Even if home was cold and snowy.  Even if it meant I had to get back on several planes.  Even if customs in a foreign county made me very nervous.

All I want now is a glass of ice tea with actual ICE and a big, juicy Nebraska beef hamburger!

It is so good to be back in the United States.

Now, back to normal.  

And catching up on all that I missed while basking in the sun.