This is some what of a test blogg. I'm using the mail-to-blogger. Seems like it should work. I am going to be spending the next few years of my life chasing my husband around the states. He is in his MOS training and must live in a barracks. So I'm going to follow him around. I'll put some awesome miles on my car though. The first stop will be camp pendalton california. I'll be there a few days. Then its on to 29 palms (if you search it or put it in a gps its "twentynine palms") california. They call it suny 29 palms but that's a joke. What it really should be called is: hot hot hot very dry nasty dirt and big dust winds that get in your eyes and you have to drink 12 gallons of water every hours or you'll dry up into a pile'o dryer lint. Its so hot that the tar really does run up a hill--looking for shade!!! But it can't find ANY because there are only 29 trees in the whole city! But they're not for decor because they are all as brown as the dirt they live in. The clouds even got tired of looking at them. And that's why its a desert full of rocks and poop colored scenary. Got carried away again. Any way I intend to blog much more often now. Love ya!

Signed,
The Modern-Day Gypsy
"Murphy's law is only hear-say... Until you join the millitary."
-- Ila Taylor.