Home Again, Home Again

Warning: This post will be random.  Very, very random.  Because my brain is tired.  Very, very tired.
Well folks, we’re back.  On Monday we flew from London to New Joizee, and got to Atlanta early yesterday morning.   I mean that when I say early folks– the alarm went off at 4:45 a.m.  But what do we care?  Our brains and bodies thought it was 10 a.m., so we’re in Georgia trying to convince our bodies that it isn’t really the middle of the night.

It’s funny, I didn’t really miss the U.S.  Terribly unpatriotic, right?  Maybe it’s because we weren’t really gone that long, or maybe it’s because I’m not really the get terribly homesick type.  And when we walked into Target today, we nearly gagged.  So. Much. Stuff.

But I already miss Europe.  We walked into a little corner market last night to look for something for breakfast, gagged at the pastries, and left with two bananas.  And this will probably sound weird, but I really miss hearing the different languages.  It’s kind of sad, hearing everyone speak American, and after only two days in London we have learned that American is definitely a different languages.

Here, in no particular order, are a few things that I have learned about life in the past three months of globe trotting:

  • You will always pack more than you need, no matter how long you’re going to be gone.  My new rule of thumb?  If it doesn’t fit in the backpack, kiss it goodbye.  Aren’t we glad makeup containers are small?
  • People will kill you to get a better picture of you than the Queen of England.  That’s when you rise above.  Literally, on your husband’s shoulders and show them how it’s done.


  • Hair dryers are optional.  You have an oven, right?  Baking your head is not necessarily a bad idea.  
  • Also, clothes dryers are optional.  You have an oven right?  Baking those socks that have been hanging out for 3 days and are still wet is not necessarily a bad idea.
  • Mineral water can grow on you.
  • Sometimes, having everything you want at your fingertips isn’t everything it’s cracked up to be.  Sometimes, having less is more.
  • If you tell a French person that you don’t like wine, they won’t understand you and you’ll drink it anyway.  They simply can’t comprehend that anyone wouldn’t like the stuff.
  • On the other hand, French pastries make the wine worth it.


  • People are the same the whole world over. The same troubles and happinesses, the same work and play.
  • There are very few things in life that are necessary.  Having the person who means more to you than the rest of the world is one of them.


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