By the time you read this post you’ll never guess where I’ll be-

That’s right, my friends, A-FREAKING-MERICA!

I know you’re shocked, right? It’s not like I’ve been talking about this for the last 3 weeks or anything (ha). I’m typing this from Kuwait, but setting up an auto-post so this shows up tomorrow. So, that means I need to oooh and ahh over how great America is (although I’m technically not there yet).

Guys- the snow in Minnesota is beautiful!

Christmas is everywhere!

I missed Wal-mart!

Does it sound like I’m typing this from America, or that I’m faking that I’m typing from America?

Do you care?

I didn’t think so.

Besides, when this posts I really WILL be there. Home sweet home. I’m so excited! I can’t even contain my jubilation. In fact, let’s all let out a gigantic yell of cheer! Ready?

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!

Gosh that felt good.

Vacation has finally arrived, and not a moment too soon. This weekend was spent working, packing, and celebrating Christmas with my family.

Actually, it was more like working, working, celebrating Christmas with my family, and doing a little packing.

I don’t know what my problem is, but I really hate packing.

You’d think with how much I went on and on (and on and on and on) about being ready for vacation I would have been more than eager to throw a few things in a suitcase and head home. However, that hasn’t seemed to be the case. I did so much procrastinating last night.

“Will, let’s watch a Prison Break!”

“Hey, I forgot we bought a book about Petra while we were in Jordan. I should read it RIGHT THIS SECOND!”

“Gotta pack clothes… gotta pack clothes.. Okay- I’ll bring these jeans. Hmm, I wonder if they still fit? I wonder if ANY of my clothes fit. Let’s try on every single item I own right this second to find out! Then let’s organize my closet by color! Better yet- by alphabetized brand!”

I’m hopeless when it comes to packing guys.

Not only that, but I bring entirely too much with me.

I’ll be gone for a month? That means I need 30 shirts.

I’m going to church 3 times? That means I need to bring 6 outfits so I can change my mind once each Sunday.

It’s really bad guys, really bad.

I could never be on Survivor or the Amazing Race. Options people! I need options!

I probably failed to mention that I’ll be shopping at Mall of America for a day or two while we’re in Minnesota. SO- not only am I starting out with entirely way too much stuff, but I’m also accumulating MORE stuff to pack. Do I smell a Heavy Baggage Fee in my future??

Will can take it out of my Christmas money- I’m not rummaging through my bag to make it more proportionately sized, darn it! I did that last year and it’s nothing but a big mess.

You start with one heavy bag,

then you start transferring,

then you end up with a lighter bag,

and then the other bag you just added crap to is heavy-

so then you have to dig again and add and take away, add and take away until finally you’re wearing half your suitcase and your purse weighs 30 pounds.

I’m not doing that again! I refuse to wear three sweatshirts at one time again. Not only does it get hot, but I look like the Marshmallow man from Ghostbusters! It just doesn’t work out very well. Bring on the fee.

So that’s all for now my friends. Look for me and Will on Monday Night Football! We’ll be the insane looking hicks with our chests painted “Yo Adrian!” Okay, I’m totally lying. My whiteness would blind you. I’ll just stick to a jersey or something more traditional- like a foam finger… yeah, that should be good.

It’s good to be home! Oh, and FYI, I may stink at feedback for the next couple of weeks. My apologies in advance.

Yay for vacation!