There is almost no feeling better than the feeling of coming home after being gone. I slept in my own wonderful bed last night, next to my own, wonderful husband. It's good to be back.

An aside: Last night for dinner, I ate some fried plantains (a decidedly south/central- American food) which I got from the chinese restaurant (???) at the Atlanta airport. They were delicious.


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