I missed you all, too. In the last few months, I got into grad school, narrowly avoided becoming a swine flu vector, gave birth to a metaphoric career baby, and divided my time between three different hemispheres. Traveling so much makes me appreciate home that much more when I get back; I get a little teary (or possibly just blearly, after 9-12 hours on a plane, it's impossible to tell the difference) when the customs people say (and they always do), "Welcome back home to the USA!"
The feeling wanes pretty quickly:
[Tip o' the Goo to Ani]