Shopping this weekend, and I’m feeling a little homesick this morning.

The hotel is WAY drier than my house (anything would be but water) and my nose was a little bleeding this morning.

The rooms are warmer than I like them, which is saying…not much, I guess, as I apparently keep my house ‘cool’.

It is WEIRD to be around women instead of boys. Not bad, just weird.

I like hotel rooms. Even if this one is warm and dry. I like the big fluffy pillows and the super-tall beds (I must put legs on my bedframe and make it taller! it feels like such a decadence to have to hoist myself onto the bed. No, I don’t know why.)

More from the road later, perhaps.