Surprise!

Um. So. I've maybe taken a smidge too much time off blogging.

*crickets*

I suspect I'm not a good multi-tasker... even with my own thoughts. I can only obsess about one thing at a time. And in my defense, I've had a couple of doozies to focus on.

First, The Husband is becoming an old man somehow injured himself and has a herniated disc (C-6 C-7) in his neck. I don't know which is worse: seeing him in pain or listening to him talk about how quickly he's going to recover and become a beast in the gym again. I don't know why he hasn't just completely healed himself using shear will like he usually does (Right, honey?). It must be serious. He's scheduled for surgery on Monday. Pray. Seriously.

 Second, (and I think this is better news?) right before Christmas The Husband received orders to RAF Mildenhall. Civilian translation: We are moving to England. Surprise! We didn't see it coming at all. We moved here two years ago and bought our first house because we thought we'd be here a good 4-5 years or more. Now we'll have to rent the house. And sell the cars (because they drive on the "wrong" side of the road in the UK, you know). And completely purge and downsize a lot of our belongings because our home in England will likely be half the size of our current home. And anything that has a plug will not work over there, either, because both the electrical voltage as well as the outlets themselves are different than what we have in the states. (I admit, this bothers me because I have a lot of really cute lamps.) There are really a slew of complications and inconvenient details involved. The move itself is the pits. I know because we lived in Germany for four years. However, I swear I am not Debbie Downer about this. Because it's England! And I like England! We'll be about 90 minutes north of London. I can quite easily hop on a train and spend the day there.

The other night, I had a dream that I became friends with Victoria Beckham. It was awesome.

 (This is my actual wee Posh figurine courtesy of my pal Myrinda. XOXO Oh, I should specify that I've had her for a couple of years and can't bear to remove her from the factory sealed box.)