And etc…

Tomorrow morn’ Matt and I leave for our trip of mystery. It’s a trip of mystery because I’m not saying where we’re going. However, I actually do know where we’re going. If I didn’t this would just be creepy.

This is quite possibly the first real vacation I’ve ever been on if we don’t count trips with ulterior motives, like our honeymoon. And trips to grandma’s house just don’t count as “vacations.” (Sorry grandma.) Oh wait. I guess I’d forgotten about spring break of 2002. Florida. Hmm. That was sort of a vacation, but a mite stressful due to the fact that my sarcasm apparently becomes quite annoying after 15+ hours in a car with no air-conditioning. And they don’t issue Amber Alerts for adults.

So I’m a little bit nervous about going someplace I’ve never been. This nervousness, though, is par for the course when you’re a neurotic little girl who worries too much about what other people are thinking. Umm…I mean, when you’re a fun gal who likes people! Yeah. That’s what I meant.

So once my gut realizes the fact that nobody gives a crap about how big a geeknerd I am, I’ll be fine. And if my hair looks ok. Then it’s all good…

Oh yeah. Matt made a website so people would feel like we actually call them and stuff. Feel free to browse around, look at the pictures of our glorious lives, and pretend like I’m actually the kind of friend who calls you back. And if I didn’t call you back, I’m sorry. Please don’t hate me.