I should be packing for my trip to Nashville. But I hate packing (it'll get done), so instead I want to leave you with my latest flowers.
I leave tonight, and while I'm excited to see my family and go to my home away from home, I HATE flying. It really makes me nervous. It's not so bad when Husband comes, but he can't this time. It's going to be my first time flying since the pat-downs started. Yuck. Please tell me I'm not the only one who feels this way about flying.