Home Sweet Home

Ahhh...I'm home again, good ol' San Francisco. I missed my view! Luckily, I got done at my site early yesterday (I'm already becoming efficient at doing my presentations!), went stand-by on both legs of my flight home and was at my place resting and sipping hot chocolate by 8:30 PM. You have no idea how happy I was to be home because while I was changing planes in Denver for the first time yesterday morning on my way to Cheyenne, snow was pelting us sideways as we walked to and boarded our tiny put-put plane, we had to de-ice twice, and views were highly limited. But we had a cute Hawaiian pilot who made everything all right. As we took off and made our way to Cheyenne, I closed my eyes, napped and trusted our pilot to get us through the muck. When I opened my eyes, the sun was shining and the Rockies looked absolutely majestic against the morning sky. Life sure is different outside of our California borders, but it all makes me have a newfound appreciation for what we have here when I return. Mahalo ("thank you" in Hawaiian) for the welcome back.