We are back from our 11 day trip back east to visit family over the holidays. Our fridge is empty except for some take-out boxes from our house-sitter.
It was a very sad trip - my mother passed away the day after I arrived. I didn't cook a lick. I ate a lot of bad food the first half (people bring food when someone dies, and it's not vegetables). I mourned with my step-dad and siblings. I got pampered by my mother-in-law during the second half. My father died on Christmas Eve 4 years ago, so I can officially say that the holidays sometimes really suck rocks.
And now it's back to the real world.