We're here

and I'm typing away at my dad's fancy MAC computer. Ms. Moon just wrote a post extolling its virtues, and I'm almost convinced. I so need a new computer -- maybe in my dreams --

The flight was uneventful. No trips to the bathroom and no seizures.  At one point, I strolled up the aisle to the bathroom and was stunned at how many people were doodling and diddling on electronics. Ipads and iphones and laptops and DS games and PSPs. I do believe every single passenger had some kind of gizmo attached to their hand. It was quiet, too, because of it -- except for the one poor toddler who screamed his head off for at least a half an hour. There was a giant lady with the word JESUS on her tee-shirt and a group of women in head scarves. There was a bag of pretzels and a package of Twizzlers, a lot of reading in my Kindle (yes, I have a Kindle and I love it -- it doesn't take the place of books, by any stretch of the imagination; it's just a different way to read them -- and I'm as book snobby as they come, so there!) and some divine turkey sandwiches that The Husband set us up with.

All is good.

It's HOT, here, folks -- like a steam bath. I'm in Atlanta for a couple of days and then off to Hilton Head.