OK, so manic phase over.  I am in possession of a husband, ejected from Tehran earlier today.  A bit bruised, which freaks me the heck out, but in one piece.  I'm so relieved I came over all wifey ... cleaned the house, nurtured the kids, cooked ... like, dinner!  That you can eat!

So yeah, lucky me.  I am duly thankful.  Many in Iran not so lucky.