I'm leaving on Sunday and am a lot more prepared this time around. But still being woken up in the middle of the night by anxiety. It's a stabby feeling in my guttywerks that's all "HEY IT'S ME AGAIN! WAHAHAHA!" Not fun.
Our buddy here was waiting for us in oir backyard from Ray (Jon's "step-dad") when we got home from our honeymoon @ the beginning of May 2009... Love it!