If and when I do find the time to type at least some of them, I worry that they won't be as good.
The drive to and from the farm was very long (8-ish hours long), but my brother's wedding reception was a lot of fun. I saw a 3-day-old cow. Nobody gave me a pony, although I had a dream I rode a beautiful white one that had the speed, size, and maneuverability of a bicycle.
I took lots of pictures. I now have 3 major family events worth of pictures to organize and post on the net. I'm getting there, though slowly. They're nice pictures.
I feel like I have an tiny piece of evil with claws scrambling around in my belly today. I don't like being a girl sometimes.