We're finally home from New Orleans and safe but not exactly unscathed.  I'm not scared of flying but I'm very susceptible to motion sickness.  The thing is that if the plane does not encounter any turbulence than I'm perfectly fine, but as soon as the bumpy ride start my stomach goes haywire.  Unfortunately there was quite a bit of turbulence over Texas, which made me very sick.  Even now on the ground the room is still spinning.  Christine isn't doing much better.  She inherited a condition from her mother's side where her left ear's Eustachian tube doesn't drain correctly, and it started acting up this morning.  So the room is also spinning for her too, but in a direction different from my spin.  I think I'm spinning around and she is yawing to the side.  Yikes!

Of course, on top of all this Alex took 2 hrs worth of nap and is very happy and energetic.  We have no choice but to dope him up with TV.

But at least I'm home.  If I need to have intimate contact with my gastric juices, I can do so in the comfort of my own bathroom.