God, I'm sick. We're pretty sure it's an airborne virus; it all started with dad getting sick, then mom got it from him, then I got it from her just from being near her for a little while. Now I just feel awful.

I've been blowing my nose and coughing all day, I'm sneezing pretty often, my ears really hurt, I've got a bad sore throat, and I ache all over. At least I'm not puking, I've been keeping my food down just fine. I really hope I feel better by tomorrow. Even Jon is just getting...

...My mind is a flurry of confusion.

Jon and I have been doing our very best to plan this out together; it's not exactly easy to plan a wedding together when he's in a different time zone. But, we're figuring things out. Slowly but surely, we're trying to make this work.

Just 2 days ago, he told me that his superiors had told him that Graduation Day would be in 122 days. Perfect, we know the day for graduation! He looked at his calendar and calculated the number...

I am so pissed right now I can't even believe it. Here's what's going on.

As I said throughout my previous blog entry, I really need to get moving; I have to get my Wedding planned, I've only got 5 months until the big day. However, my mom has been very rude about the whole thing ever since I got engaged. She insists that I'm still a child, and she keeps telling me everything I want for this Wedding is not only wrong, but stupid. I want her help here, but she has not lifted a finger...

Things have got to get moving here.

I'm readjusting alright to Jon being gone again, although I do still miss him very much. However, we are WAY behind on the Wedding plans. I have to get talking to mom and dad about what Jon and I want to do for the Wedding so they can help us get the plans set up.

We already know that we want to just geek this Wedding out. We're both as dorky as can be, so we're sticking with the nerdy theme.

One of our biggest...

Today was the day...Jon had to get on a plane and go back to A-School today. The 2 weeks I've had with him just don't feel like enough. He'll be gone even longer this time, he may as well be on deployment; this time he won't be home for 8 months.

So much has been happening these past couple of weeks. I'm so glad I was able to spend this time with him, but it was so hard having to say goodbye all over again. I dropped him off at the airport, hugged him, and gave him kisses...and...