April 10 ... pooped... happy

I am ok with flying. I remember my first few flights, white knuckled, crying like a baby at every noise... whatever, I was terrified what can I say. I am even getting to be ok with turbulence. Well except for today... man that was a rough coming down! Motion sickness was gonna get ugly. I was in the middle of watching Avatar! I so wanted to see it - but I could no longer look at the screen without thinking I was going to be sick! Poo! And then finally we landed... seriously, I'm grateful.

And I love coming home. I always do. No matter where I have been I love coming home.

So I'm snug and nestled with my tea, feeling grateful to be home.