exhausted

We are both really buggered. Flew home tonight on one of the worst flights ever. There were a horde of toddlers on the plane who cried the whole way from Auckland to Melbourne. What do you call a flock of toddlers? A cry of toddlers, a dribble of toddlers? Fair enough when kids cry through turbulence or when the air pressure changes and their ears hurt - but far out - the whole way?

Get this - New Zealand charged us $25 NZD each to leave the country as departure tax. What cheek!

Back to work tomorrow. Sigh.

Notice how the days are nearly down to double digits on my side bar??? Woo hoo!

p.s. a big happy birthday to Damon - our little guy turns 5 today.