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Two To The Wind

In less than 72 hours Spec. Blythe and myself will embark on a travel adventure. We leave Bloomington at 6:00 am on Thursday morning and travel to Atlanta, then to Buffalo where we will pick up Michael and Alhanna, then proceed down to Tampa by midnight. Wow, the whole family together...can't wait.
The weather will be great, there will be no delays, the border guards won't detain anyone, the planes will all be gassed up and flight-ready, and no one will get tired, weary or cranky. As Brendan says when I get itchy/edgy/nervous/anxious/old-womanish about the trip or anything, "Two to the Wind". Apparently this is Army-speak for "shrug it off" and "what will be, will be".
Concurrently, Missy goes to the hospital on Wednesday morning for surgery and a biopsy, and then will remain there till I return on Sunday and pick her up early Monday.

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  1. AnonymousDecember 15, 2008 at 10:03 AM

    Drew and I are SO excited to see all of you guys. I called the babies to say Hi and I couldnt wait to see them. They are so big, Im almoast sad to see them haha. We had to turn the air on today.... just so you know :)

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  2. AnonymousDecember 15, 2008 at 6:28 PM

    Can't wait!! Sunshine and family..it doesn't get any better. Safe trip and see you at airport! Don't you just love an adventure?? Two to the wind!!

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