The last time I was sick was last June, thanks to an older piece of cheesecake from the back of the fridge that I just couldn't resist.

We were down in Florida in June, and decided to have the girls fly back on their own a few days early. It was the first time they've ever flown alone. We thought it would be nice to treat them to a surf n turf dinner before their flight. Typical of Florida in early summer, the skies were alight that evening. The girls flew home in a violent thunderstorm and, between the lobster and the turbulence, my youngest went through several barf bags on the way home.

My older daughter told me that the funniest part was that they were watching Craig Ferguson on the flight. The girls are huge Craig fans. My ill daughter would be laughing at the screen, then would grab the bag, vomit, and start laughing again.