2 1/2 weeks to go...

Hmmm...What to say?!?!?! This blogging thing is a little harder than I expected it to be. Maybe it'll get easier when I have something more interesting to say. Maybe not, though.

We have about 17 days until we head to the Far East to cheer on Ryan's brother as he competes in the 200 meter breast stroke. This trip is also going to be the honeymoon we didn't get to take last year when we got married.

I don't think we could be more excited to be going. The past 2 weekends have been filled with many trips to the mall and Target as we start to think about all that we are going to need. I think we're covered, but if you know me at all, you know that I am that girl that smacks her forehead in realization that she's forgotten something (like her underwear or her toothbrush) as soon as she reaches her destination. Anyone ever traveled for more than 10 days? Anyone traveled internationally? Is there something that I might not be thinking about?

Lord, I feel like Elly Mae getting on a plane for the first time.