Home...

...is so nice after a week plus on the road. Nothing's quite as wonderful as coming home to family. I boxed and wrestled with the thrilling nine-year-old, and realized just how lucky I am to have somehow persuaded my wife to marry me. And finally, even the ideocat is happy to have me home. After months of eschewing mousing, he left one at the front door for me to step over when I returned home.