'Tis Good to be Home Again

Las Vegas always is, at the very least, an interesting experience. Coming home after a trip to Las Vegas is always better, especially when the home you are returning to seems to be breaking winter's icy death grip. I feel like I was blindsided by a Mack truck, which makes being home even better. My left foot is the equivalent of a blown tire that I decided to drive on for four days. My knees and ankles are shocks that have gone bad, and my calves just plain hurt like hell. I'm now parked in my recliner, and I don't think I'll be leaving it until Monday.