The thing is, we're home.

It's July 17, and I have no business having waited so long to tell you that the thing is, we're home. We returned safe and sound on June 29 to our house in Abilene, to our comfy beds, pillows, and cats, delighted to be back but sad, sad, sad to have left France. We were so glad to be home that we immediately left again for close to a week -- this time to the LeCroy 4th of July festivities in Dallas! By the next Wednesday, when we had once again returned to our house, I was so deluged in mail, work, phone calls, and stuff-I-hadn't-taken-care-of-because-I-was-playing-hooky-in-Europe, I never posted any more blog entries. So, I will attempt to post our last few days there, a wonderful week of serving at a soup kitchen in Lille, and then you won't hear from me except monthly or so -- and thus this blog will die, having served its purpose.