full moon over Tuvalu

I'm home again - and, aside from the guy next to me who was eating A WHITEFISH SALAD SANDWICH ON THE PLANE, my trip home was pleasantly uneventful.

I went through Susie Sunshine's photos of the 80's party and chose 18 that I'd LOVE FOR HER TO EMAIL TO ME (DO YOU HEAR ME, SUSIE?) so I can post them for you all to see...but, in the meantime, I took some pictures too...



Doesn't Tuvalu have the kookiest looking air-traffic control tower? I like it but they're building a new one.



I like to take pictures out the plane window.
And I always notice tiny things, you know...



I call this one Hoist Point.



And I call this one: Canada Is A Big Flat White Place.



If I was a song writer, I'd write a ballad to Chicago.
And Poppy...Oh Chicago! City I love! Oh Poppy! Greatest hostess on Earth!

I think you can see why I'm not in the music world.



With two big parties to attend in the city within 24 hours, I was perfectly happy to lounge around and watch the storm on Saturday, because, if you are going to watch a blizzard, in Chicago, the 37th floor is a pretty sweet place to watch one.



Inside, we were pretty cozy with miso soup and champagne...



and Susie and Wendy eventually met up with us...and we all went to ANOTHER party where I didn't take pictures.
Chicago is even prettier in the snow, especially as there were still lots of holiday decorations to see.

So, a second party and loads of laughing and great conversation and Rosemary Pear Martinis, and interesting new people and then back through the snow to my bed in the sky.

Yesterday morning we went out to breakfast and dodged the ice falling from the skyscrapers and then started to make our ways home.

I flew into Tuvalu under a big full moon



and was happy to see my boys...AND experienced the excitement of looking forward to returning to work today.

Aren't I a lucky thing?