Mexico was amazing, and there'll be a post on that soon, but I wanted to take a moment before diving back into everything just to be glad to be back. Vacations are good and important, and this one was especially perfect and magical, but there's no place like home, and I feel so lucky to have a home that I'm happy to come back to.
What I missed the most while I was gone: Murphy and Mao.
They drive me crazy as often as not, and most days I dream of a house that isn't just floor-to-ceiling covered in cat hair, but I can't imagine my life without these two little buggers.
Murphy is just rotten, but he's one of the cuddliest cats (the cuddliest anythings) I've ever encountered. Mao is more stand-offish, but terribly smart and incredibly loyal. And when there's a moment of peace and calm (meaning that Murphy has stopped trying to destroy Mao), and the two cuddle up next to me (even better if they are willing to cuddle with each other!), I just want to squish them so much.
So yes, as sad as I was to leave our Mayan paradise, I was so happy to get back to these guys.
(Mao of course rewarded that sentiment by promptly vomiting on our bed, so.)