D.C. Bound

The mere mention of Reagan National Airport makes me sooooo happy.  I vividly remember the excitement every time I landed because it meant that I was back 'home.'  For that matter I remember taking off from Reagan and watching the birds walk across the iced over Potomac and landing in South Florida where white booty shorts and gold flip-flops greeted me.

I can distinctly remember a wrap that would be perfect in D.C. and would fall and frizz in the tunnel extension that connected my Spirit, Airtran, U.S. Air (when it was cheap!) plane to the physical airport (what are those things called?)

Anywho...the countdown begins because Dani and Shayne will be in D.C. in just over a month.  I'm sooooo very, very, very excited!