"did we say you were going? because you're not...."

.....yet.

Mhmmm.  That's right.  It's like the military wants to give me material to blog about.

Ok seriously.  Mark got an email.  Don't worry, his trip is still on.  But not yet.  Does that make any sense?  Wednesday our plans have changed.  His orders still start as if he were leaving, but instead of me taking him and dropping him off, he'll go up on his own, do a couple things for a couple days with the group, then come home and sit around waiting (for a week or two maybe) for the "get up here in the next 24 hours we're leaving" announcement.

Oh, boy.  A girl only has so many emotions, and they can only ride on so many rollercoasters before they vomit.  It's a good thing my medicine for that is Jesus.

So now, we wait (and get paid for it.  Hey!!  There's a plus!).

And we laugh.  Because really, there's not much else to do at this point but laugh.