I'm Back

We had an extraordinary time at the wedding this past weekend, though I'm exhausted. We arrived home at 4:00 this morning, and I had to work today. Our journey, which lasted an unnecessarily long 17 hours, was pleasant enough (gosh, that Wisconsin countryside is lovely) but we kept laughing that the guests who flew in from India probably had shorter journeys than ours. In any case, I say that there's still no better way to experience the romance of America than by traveling in the car.

This truth made itself known to me again on the trip to the event: The trouble with technology is that when one needs it, it will disappoint you. Such is the case with the digital camera, whose battery died somewhere on the long drive between Detroit and Minneapolis because the design of the camera leaves the flash vulnerable. The flash got turned on, the battery drained, and all we could say was: That's a toughie. No pics until the film is developed, then.

And now I'm off to my bed. It's just not fair to put Scott and Groucho the Wonderpooch through another day of sleep-deprived, cranky Julie.