I need 37 hours in a day

Seriously there cannot possibly be enough hours in a day! When you work 12 hour shifts, it leaves little time for anything except vegging out and crashing.. let alone school work, job hunt, house hunt, husband, friends, horse, cat, dog.. in no particular order ;) Oh and for fun let's add my new found activity.. blogging to that list. Hopefully I can keep up with everything and not toss it aside as I did with my half knitted scarf (knitting needles still attached). My floor has dust bunnies-not so cute-, my dog is looking at me with more scruff on her face than a billy goat, I have a pile of papers due and I will spend tomorrow's 12 hours tending to others needs and probably wiping a few butts in the process.. but you know what? I wouldn't trade any of it for the world.. well maybe I would wipe less butts.. but hey it pays the bills! As ICE (Icelandic Cowboy Expat aka my hubby-- u know u like that acronym) and I try to finish up our next educational degrees and try to cope with the mental challenge of moving and pretty much changing our lives completely we still manage to have fun! Life would be BORING without all this craziness.. and we have some great likewise crazy friends to keep us entertained.. So let's live up the last few months we have here folks!

What do you mean NO palm trees?!?!

Okay so here is the basic story:

Girl meets boy, girl likes boy, boy is from Iceland... Iceland?! "That's the green one right?" HA.. note to non-Icelanders... just don't say that! After what I took as an eye roll  a look of understanding; I was soon educated on all things Icelandic. Their love of fish, lamb,all things licorice (seriously I don't think you can find a candy in Iceland devoid of licorice!) awesome wool sweaters, and Björk made for some interesting first date topics. Don't be fooled though.. I didn't just fall for my tall, blue eyed viking that easy. Actually I may or may not have turned him down a few times.. I'm sure he will go with the may option. Nothing personal.. honestly I didn't know if getting involved with an international (student- as we were both at the time) was the right thing for me.. I mean what if he wants me to move to ICELAND?!?!? That's like the North Pole or something!!! I mean aren't there Eskimos and polar bears??.. I'm sorry but if it is not like 98 degrees with 100% humidity and mosquitoes the size of a pterodactyl to pick you up and carry you to their young.. I'm not gonna survive! What would life be like with our annual hurricane parties or dirty beach hippies?  All jokes aside I ::sigh:: fell in love.. hook, line and sinker! Of course his dapper good looks, perfect cheekbones, and absurd knowledge of airplanes didn't hurt either ;)

So anyway to make a long blog longer ( note to readers- I can be long winded, but what I have to say is SO captivating that it's worth taking the time to read! After-all what else were you gonna do...Facebook?!)
We fell in love, recently got married (in Iceland..more on that crazy adventure later.lol) settled into our beautiful home, and now he has decided he wants to move... to Colorado.. where there is no pterodactyl mosquitoes, or humidity and ::screech:: snow.. that white cold wet stuff that I have seen all of ONCE in my life!!! Oh boy... the things we do for love. On a plus note, although I will have to sadly give up my dirty beach hippes..it will be in exchange for dirty mountain hippies.. life is good!

Thanks for reading and enjoying our journey across country- this blog is to keep our family and friends, whom we are wistfully leaving behind, updated on our daily trials and tribulations and hopefully my awe-inspiring musings will at least make you chuckle =)

Kv.
Kaytie