Home again!

I'm back from Stones Rising, and have finally caught up on e-mail and LJ, thanks to taking today as a vacation day. I still need to respond to some e-mails, including some important ones, but at least the reading is done. Whew! I'll spend most of the rest of the day doing laundry--for myself and the boy, who has to work today--and grocery shopping, since I am out of food.

So, in a nutshell: Stones was fabulous. It was wonderful seeing a bunch of dear friends again, though there were a few who were sorely missed. It was wonderful participating in the best eclectic Pagan rituals I've ever been too: those guys know their shit. It was wonderful PULLING AND RAISING THREE GIANT MOTHERFUCKING STONES! Including one that weighed between 4 and 4.5 TONS. Yeah, baby. :) The only negative was that pierceheart and I both came down with the Crud--a variety of stomach flu--on Sunday night. Meh. We felt AWFUL, and even when our stomachs calmed down on Monday, going to the ren faire was out of the question. We could barely pack up, in fact. We had to take five-minute breaks after 15-minute packing sessions, and I kept almost passing out. But we healed up ok for the most part after a good night's sleep on Monday night.

Instead of the hoped-for weight loss at Stones, however, I gained a couple pounds. PMS, probably. I'll live. My muscles are in great damn shape, though!

Ok, I'd better hop in the shower, get dressed, and hit the laundromat. Talk to you all later!