It was a great vacation with the family, but getting back home is always the wonderful-est.
On the way home, we tortured the kids with the Carpenters and Chicago power ballads... good stuff. I'm not sure I've ever mentioned this, but on our first date, Hubby finding my Carpenters cassette and telling me he "loved the Carpenters" was a pivotal point in our relationship. I was impressed that he was secure enough in his masculinity to admit it. And not lying about liking them just so, you know, whatever.