Huh.....

I'm Off To Europe with my WOOOAAAAHHH

I waited an hour and a half at the post office over the holidays to get my passport renewed. I know....I know...every military kid should have a valid passport because it's just stupidity to let it expire...but Father forgive me... it's been 17 years since my last passport. It cost me $100 and was well worth the wait. Come February 17th I'm heading to Germany.

I know I'm flying in to Frankfurt but then I'm just not sure. I'm in the hands of someone else. I'm staying with a friend of mine who's in the Army - stationed on some Army base that I don't know the name of right now. He's in charge of the plans once I get off that plane. (Dave was my boyfriend for part of my senior year. He was the quarterback on our football team and I thought life just couldn't get any better when I was wearing his letter jacket. Oh..oh..oh.. how times have a changed!!)

The plan is to fly out on the 17th and come home, thoroughly jet lagged, on the night of the 22nd. He has President's day off and after that it's looking like he's heading to the Middle East. I am counting on doing some major traveling while I'm there. I'm gonna take as many pictures as my digi will commit to, drink as much German beer as my body will allow, and do it all in the fine dust of a very motivated Army Ranger. These Army guys...they all say "Who ah!" or "woo AAAAA" -- whatever that chant is. It's how they huff out their manliness. It makes them STRONG MANLY RANGERS WHO WILL SAVE LIVES, AND FIGHT FOR THEIR COUNTRY! WOOAAAAHHHH! I have none of this WHOO AAHHHH by the way, therefore, I am not fit to be a Ranger. I know this.

When he was here for Thanksgiving last year I was whining and moaning about having to walk the entire weekend in the freezing rain so that he could see as many DC Monuments as possible during his stay. His response was, "Where's your WOOAH!?"-- "My what?" I said -- confused. "YOUR WHOOOAHHHH!", Dave urged, loudly. I responded with a roll of the eyes, and a nice fat, "WHATEVER, DAVID!!" By the time he left I was exhausted, covered in bruises, and I had incredibly sore feet.

I'm terrified to find out what traveling Europe with him in 4 days will do to me. These men have incredible strength and life saving skills. Maybe he can just throw me over his shoulder and tell me when it's time to rest, but just in case, I'm packing as much damn WHHOOOOAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH as I can muster between now and February 17th.

I CAN'T WAIT!

posted by Jessiedc28 @ 4:48 PM