The SS has landed again.

I managed to stay away from the island for more than 25 years. Then SS comes home and I find myself here again. It's hot like hades and freakishly humid. I sweated a couple of buckets installing the carseat, while being coached on the phone by P. I am ashamed to admit this was my first time installing this carseat. It's why I travel with P. SS slept just before take off in Atlanta. We went through some nasty turbulence, making me hold on to the barf bag. SS slept through the whole thing. My stomach is still queasy. SS slept for almost two hours. I can't wait for bedtime.