Ch-Ch-Changes!

I was so surprised...I'm changing my plans to go along with someone else's.

Now, by this I don't mean, "Man, I really wanted mac & cheese for dinner, but I guess I'll go ahead and have chicken, since Russell was planning on that." No. You don't give up on your mac & cheese.

Also, I'm talking about bigger, more life-involved, plans. Like the ones I had for jetting off to Spain, Ireland, Germany, etc. to teach on American military bases. To see the world all by myself, like an independent, grown-up girl who does what she wants and travels to exotic places, even though she's a teacher. Man, those plans sound awesome, Right?

But I'm trading those plans...for now. Don't be disappointed in me, people, or think I'm giving up on a dream. Trust me, there is absolutely NO WAY I will be giving up on that dream, I can tell you that. I'm just...pushing them back...

**Point emphasized below with bold, underline, and italics for those who don't want to read all the nonsense. :] For those that do, I thank you for your patience, and caring. :]

For those of you who haven't been following my life like the stalkers the internet turns us into, I've recently made a bold move and moved to Lawton, Oklahoma to be with my boyfriend (of one month, at the time), who happens to be in the army and to have been sent here. Woah, Brandi? Move to be with a boy? Gasp!

I know, I know, skeptical reader, I thought it would never happen. AND NOW, I tell you, I'm planning on moving, again, with him after we leave this...beautiful?...place.

Now, if you're clucking your silly little tongue at me for becoming a pushover woman who conforms to a man's life, I have some choice words for you. And I also thought of that myself before even deciding to follow him. So there. :P

And just look how cute we are!

If you're cheering for me, I am quite fond of you, and you must know the amount of thought that went into this--let's be honest, I'm a stop-and-think-about-all-possible-outcomes-before-doing-anything-especially-when-independence-is-questioned-and/or-a-guy-is-involved kinda girl. If you're in this second category of people who are hoping I actually met a guy I (gasp!) fell in love with, finally, and that I don't somehow awkwardly mess this up, I would like to inform you that my bf will be in the 10th Mountain Division (if that means anything to you) at Fort Drum, in New York. Northern New York, where my dear friend Leah and her hubby just were.

Basically, what it all boils down to, my friends, who have persevered through the ramblings to this conclusion, is that I will be moving to New York with my boyfriend** starting sometime in December or January, and that we will be stopping by Minnesota (to visit his family) and Arizona (to visit my family and our friends from NAU) in the meantime...after Lawton...in about November. It's hard to pin this guy down to details sometimes.

And I'm changing my life for a dude. But weirder things have happened, right?

Besides, maybe some day I'll get to make him move with me to random places! (Also, I promise I'm not being stupid about this. A lot of thought has gone into my decision, I assure you!)

Stay surprised, my friends. I know I am.