David and I are going to Europe for our honeymoon ... lucky bastards I know ... but a part of me is so nervous to make the trip ... my brother and his wife left for their honeymoon on September 5, 2001 ... they spent a couple of days in Europe before boarding a European cruise on September 10, 2001 ... the first morning of their trip they were stranded in a port in Portugal for 9 days ... wherein the cruiseline made other transportation arrangements for the passengers ... the ship didn't sail because of 9-11 ... with all the scary stuff I am reading lately I don't want to be a tourist in Europe ... a part of me is a bit freaked out by it ... it is David's dream to visit Europe and he feels this is his best chance to go ... I just wish I felt safer about the whole idea ... I'm having a bit of trouble getting excited about the journey ...
that really seems to be the only thing on my mind lately ... everything else is just gravy ... yummmm gravy ... still dieting ... kicking some serious ass too ... doubled my workouts ... twice a day now even when I don't feel like it ... big step for me ...
its bedtime now ... tonight I will say some good thoughts for those who lost their life [and their families] in the terrible bombing in Spain ... the 11th of the month doesn't seem to be a good day ... doesn't seem to matter what month either ...
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