We’re home. After a fun and crazy two weeks, we try to settle back in again. I feel like I have been living on coffee (and lots of food) for a couple weeks, but I guess that’s part of the fun.

Like usual, I had a mixture of emotions leaving Indiana and coming back to Red Lake. Unfortunately, the sight that greeted me in our living room was not helpful at all. Our cozy Christmas tree had turned into the tree version of a mangy dog:


I laughed and laughed when I saw it. Then I realized that Kendall was going into work that night and would sleep the entire next day. I thought, “I can’t go through my first 24 hours back with that creepy and depressing thing staring at me!” So my kind and compassionate husband sacrificed a portion of his very few hours of sleep before the night shift and took it out behind the barn and shot it. Thank you, Kendall.

By the way, I wrote a book about "The Decision," but I have to do some editing before I post.