Home in Denver

Took my first flight today from Oregon to Denver. Bit of a non-event, really. The flight was full, but when we arrived at the check-in counter, we smiled, showed me off to the agent at the counter, and "boom" don't you know it? There was suddenly an open seat for me. Thanks, United.

Sat at the window, had a little drink on takeoff and landing, but otherwise didn't do much but sleep.

Got home, and found that Meg had hung balloons on the doorstep, and that Craig left me a pie. Thanks, guys!