Lane just called from the plane; they are sitting on the tarmac, waiting for the flight crew to finish rearranging seats to adjust the weight of the plane before they leave. I know they do that for the little puddle-jumpers that fly out of Waco, but a big plane? He did say that they have a LOT of checked baggage. I’ve seen his Army duffel bag when it is packed full, and that sucker is Heavy with a capital H.

So, here we go. I thought I was ready for this, but now that it’s happening, it’s harder than I originally thought it would be.

On a lighthearted note, he said they have a layover in Ireland. I’m so jealous! Granted, they probably won’t actually leave the airport, but still. Ireland is definitely in my Top 5 Places to See Before I Die list. I told him to drink some Irish whiskey for me, and he grumbled about not being able to drink in uniform. Poor baby.