LIfe is good...

Hectic, but good.

I have my passport, and I am slowly coming to believe that I am indeed going to be able to see my darling husband in...well...less than a month! OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG.

Please, God. Please please please please, with a rubber ducky on top?

Geez, I need sleep.

I don't do sick well...

So I am cranky and out-of-sorts.

I'll be that way for a while.

It's been a while!

And things are good. Things are wonderful, in fact.

Today, I bought two coats to take to Germany. I was thinking of going with a cute pink trench, but decided that I'd be best off with a nice coat, one that will last for a few years and still look stylish, so I got one that I swear I'm gonna put on the floor and roll around on, probably stark naked. It's just that soft and it's just that gorgeous.

The other is a cute pink coat, a little bit less formal, but they're both heavier than almost anything else I have.

It's getting closer. I'm started to get excited. Now, I need to get in touch with the chaplain, or the FRG. I've gotten some *great* links from a gentleman who is German and it seems that I'll be able to get around pretty well, but I think that I'll be picking up a guidebook and a phrasebook.