Going home?

Can I tell you this getting-away-to-relax thing is tiring? We’ve been nonstop doing stuff since we got here. Not that I’m complaining. It’s fun, at least. Baltimore on Tuesday, shopping with Kristina yesterday, and today George and I did Old Town Alexandria and Fredericksburg. (We had dinner with George’s aunt and uncle in Fredericksburg tonight.) I think I have gotten lost one million times since we got here. Oh well, that’s how you learn how to get around.

So they’re saying Algiers residents can go home on Monday, which is very exciting (even though we’re not getting back to Louisiana until Monday night.) George will go in for a recon (and hopefully fridge-cleaning) mission first, and then I’ll come in. Who knows if I’ll get to stay, though, with work and all. It’s all pretty tricky. But at least I’ll get to come home and *be at home* and check everything out.

Wednesday I get to go pick up my wedding dress, which has been altered and pressed. It will be safe at my mom’s house until the wedding. Well, maybe not safe from me trying it on every five minutes. Something tells me we’ll have to get it pressed again.

Oh yeah, and George and I could possibly be on CNN! Someone at work told me they’re looking for some to-be-married-in-New-Orleans couples to interview. Hello, fame! Finally….