All work and no play.

Remember when I told you that I accepted the impossible: a part-time-work-from-home-school-counseling-job?

Well the last two months it consumed me as I prepared for our annual mega-conference serving over 1700 counselors from around the state.

The conference was all sorts of awesome, including a run-in with a grouch who two weeks ago left me a very ugly message regarding his membership with our organization. His message ended in a mild threat, and I was terribly discouraged when he was the FIRST person I saw when I entered the conference hotel.

After a couple of indirect interactions with the grouch, my heart began to soften for him as God showed me that grumpy was merely a lost and confused old man who was frustrated with technology. I entered the three-day conference wishing I had the guts to give that jerk a piece of my mind. Three days later, I left the conference wishing I had given that tired 'ol man a hug.

All that to say, it's been a wild couple of months, and I've missed you. You and you and you and you.

And even you.

I'm eager to get back into the swing of things, and I think I'll begin by leaving you with a few pictures of me and my minis. My baby daddy took them to visit his parents for a few days while I spent every waking moment of the last 72 hours playing conference.

I miss them and cannot wait for a giant Hooper hug upon their return this afternoon!