When real things happen to imaginary people

Last night I had a yummy dinner in MY OWN HOUSE, made for us by the Infamous BlueJay, and I got to pet my kitties (Erzabet let me know that leaving for that long is Not Acceptable to her), have a long conversation with Clovis, and then sleep in my very own bed next to the StroppyOne. So, so wonderful.

Today I am working from home and doing all the laundry so my clothes no longer faintly smell of cigarette smoke. While I'm doing that, here, have a few more photos from my adventures in Vegas:

( Behind a cut-tag, for ease of scrolling. )

All in all, the conference in Vegas was very informative, but wow. A week is Vegas is ... overwhelming. Very much so. I'm glad to be home.