Voodoo Child v. 16: it doesn't have to be eternal to be immortal.

Packin' A, man. We have been getting ready to get out of dodge, and along with that always goes my incredible stress and insomnia that goes along with it.

I'm a pretty anal packer (kin-kay), and over the years I've gotten damn good at it: what to bring, what not to bring, what to not forget, what I can just get there, etc. It's fun getting ready and all, but it's a pain in the ass to bring it all together.

Last night I bought the quart bags for our carry-on liquids. Man, they're small. Oh well, I luckily have travel size lotions cause I just cannot get ashy! Also, I picked up more of the gallon bags (that's MORE like it!) and started labeling what goes in them. Mango's looking at me like I'm crazy, and I think he got overwhelmed and just passed out early. I stayed up, printed up the TSA list of what to pack and what not to pack. What a nerd. I printed all the postcard labels to my peeps who are on my must-get-a-postcard list.

Tonight is probably the point at which I line up my outfits (yes I do that) and figure out what the weather is like so I can pack accordingly. I'll probably need to do one more stop at REI or Target.

At any rate, we'll be posting from Europe here, so you can 'come along with us!' and we'll also be posting pictures not here on the site, but probably on Flickr so you can get a look at the world through our eyes. I'll have to keep it private, so if you want in, let me know.

It's great that we can get away together, and we haven't vacationed together since our honeymoon almost two years ago. It's also his birthday which is nice...what a way to turn your metabolism to poop!

 If you want to ask us questions or whatever, please feel free to put them in the comments!

I also want to acknowledge the fact that I've been MIA...lots of shit going on right now, mostly related to the fact that I am a carcass that comes to work and does little else ;-) Trust me, this sojourn will be good for errybody!

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