Colorado was awesome, especially getting to meet Anne and Marisa.  I had a great time, and took about 300 pictures.  (I’m sure many of them will eventually find their way here.)

I had been looking forward to a weekend of catching up on housework and playing with Mel, but it turns out that I’ll be going to Lynchburg.  My grandfather died while I was away, and there’s a memorial service on Sunday.  This isn’t surprising–he’d been sick for a while, and had been switched to only palliative care about six weeks ago–so while I’m sad, I’m not devastated. 

Anyway, I’ve got a lot of stuff to do today, so I’ll stop trying to come up with a creative way to end this post.

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