I returned last night, and everything here seems to be in order. The rest of the Tayler Clan won't return for another three days, so I'm inviting all my crazy teenager friends over for one of those wild parties, the kind featured in all my favorite 80's movies. I kid. And speaking of "kid," you kids need to stay off my lawn. All is well, except for this pile of work I need to be doing. And the pile of email is mostly still there. *sigh*. Some of you out there may be getting a four-day weekend (Happy Independence Day Eve!) but I've got a task list the length of my arm, and three days of peace and quiet in which to perform an amputation.