Insanity!

What an insane day! I am almost across the Atlantic and have discovered that I cannot sleep on planes. It's impossible. Jennie's out cold but I just drift in and out every 15 minutes. I've given up trying so now I am listening to Dar Williams and doing some journaling.
Of course getting ready for this trip was crazy. I packed, and repacked, and repacked again. Trying to pack for a week into a just a carry-on is not an easy task. Thank goodness I got rid of some of the stuff because my backpack just barely met the carry-on weight limit that AirFrance has (boo to that). But of course, when I went through security, the metal detectors were super sensitive and I set it off. So they had to do a wand search and then they had to pat me down. Turns out it was the underwire in my bra. Lovely. The joys of being a woman and going through airport security. It definitely does not to my anxiety over flying. No worries, I don't worry about crashing...I do worry about us missing our plane in Paris since we only have a 45 minute layover and I'm not certain whether we have to go through customs there or not (which could make us miss our connecting flight to Dublin).
I'm excited for our plans in Dublin...we're going to see James Taylor in concert! Well, more later once we get there.