Nothing Much to Say

Really. Too much going on with too little to say. Yes, we're very excited. Yes, I'm a bit anxious. No, we're not completely packed (I do still need to wear underwear for the next five days). Yes, G is excited as well (he's in a hurry to have someone to share the "time-out" experience with). No, my house is not ready (there are tiny little Lego Star Wars pieces everywhere).
On a good note, Grandpa comes next Tuesday to house sit. Bonus for watching the dogs on our end and revisiting old huants on his end. Thanks to Jen for taking us to the airport almost two hours away-I didn't even get to the bribery part and she accepted with a smile. Thanks to Meredith for picking us up when we return and knowing in advance that I will be exhausted/frazzled/too quiet or too loud and will love me anyway. Thanks to my blog pals and Holt ladies for keeping me sane for the past many moons that's it's taken to get this far. I'll post before we go but don't expect too much before then.
If you would like to recommend an amazing book to me for the marathon plane ride please leave a comment or email me. I usually like mystery/thrillers but am trying to get away from this genre for my mental health. So far I've heard about "The Secret Life of Bees". I'm trying to get through the "Time Traveler's Wife" but not getting very far.