Permission to freak out, please

Ok, people.  It just hit me.

Suitcase is packed.

Fridge is cleaned out.

Bug traps are set.

Said "see you in four months" to friends.

WE. ARE. COMING. HOME.

Tomorrow.

Sunday.

at 3 pm.  

I will get off the plane.

Go get my luggage.

Scream my head off to see the Hands and Emily at the airport.

Be ignored while they hold Joelle for the first time.

Then walk outside, and with NO SHAME, kneel on the grass, put my lips to the ground and kiss American soil.

um, anyone else FREAKING OUT?!?!?!!!

Just in case you're wondering, here's what I'm looking forward to

-the big hullabaloo that's going to happen in the airport
-freaking out my nieces and nephews with all the hugging thats going to happen
-crying at seeing Emily cause MAN it's been so long
-the dinner Debbie is cooking (with Howard grilling the steaks) for our first meal
-playing nerts with Shanna in between wrapping my arms around her SO TIGHT for ANOTHER hug
-running into Brittany at Tony's for ice cream
-waking up, staying in pjs and doing nothing but stare at my in laws NOT VIA WEB CAM
-rushing to see my Mom and Dad when they get back from the beach
-watching my mom hold Joelle for the second time and go on and on about how BIG she is!
-seeing my brother, being silly and sweet... yup I'll probably get a noogie
-having those great talks with my Dad

that's just the initial things I'm looking forward to

I'm also looking forward to

-Oak island
-the state fair
-forgetting that people standing around me in line can UNDERSTAND ENGLISH and embarrassing myself with something like "oh I have a wedgie"
-Tea parties with my mom
-driving to GA to see Jason and Shanna, listen to Grace practice on the piano and chasing those wild boys all over creation
-driving to AL to see John and Briggie, and being there for the 4th babie's arrival!! oh man thats a good one.


Ok.

I'm tearing up so bad, I can no longer see the screen, so I'm going to stop here... it's starting to blur and it looks like this: sdflkjawoe;ijfadfjb;orijsdfas.dfjasv; otjwo.

Sorry if I don't catch up on your blogs, but for 4 months I don't NEED a blog because you can CALL ME ON THE STINKIN PHONE to tell me what's happening. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.