The word "Adventure"

I feel like I've used the word "adventure" more than any other in the past few months. Whenever I talk about everything that's been going on and will be going on, "adventure" is pretty much the only word that comes to mind because it's all so overwhelming. I really don't know how else to describe it, because it seems like it deserves an even grander word than "adventure". Besides, I'm just tired of saying "adventure". But that's really what it is, and I couldn't be more excited about this "adventure"! This "adventure" I'm talking about (see, now I can't stop putting that word in quotation marks because I'm so conspicuously aware of it), is my upcoming wedding (!!!) to the man of my dreams, and then our subsequent move across the pond to the much-lauded land of Germany. Everyone I've talked to--and I've talked to a lot of people about this lately--who has said they've been to or lived in Germany has loved it. And as if I wasn't already happy enough about the whole thing, hearing this makes me even happier, because Matt and I are lucky enough to have to opportunity to live there for the next three or four years! So that's what this whole blog is about: Matt and me, young twenty-something newlyweds living in Germany.

I'm so happy I could dance!

But there are a lot of things that will happen before Matt and I go to the Land of Beer and Bratwurst (I know that Germany has a lot of other wonderful things besides beer and bratwurst, but those are honestly the first two things that come to mind when I think of Germany). And the biggest thing that happens between now and then is our wedding (!!!). If you think I'm happy about Germany, well my happiness about getting married to Matt is indescribably grater than my Germany happiness! July 16th is W-Day (wedding!!!), and it's going to be perfect. Perfect because I'm marrying Matt.

Rachel