For the love of Jet Lag...

Well, it's 6:20 in the morning and I've already been up for two hours. Blech. The trip home yesterday was pretty much as we expected, except for the fact that the longest leg from Madrid to New York was plagued with big, scary turbulence that kept me awake. Actually, the turbulence didn't keep me awake as much as the intermitent screaming from my fellow travellers did. Oh, and my bag went to Ohio instead of Durham. Hooray. On the upside, we made it home alive and that's pretty damned spiffy. The house is still standing and the dogs are happy to be home again. So, all is right with our corner of the world.

Pictures posted soon.