My momma keeps asking when I'm going to write again and I keep getting side tracked which is actually par for the course right now. So let's catch up!
Since my last post I finally finished all my surgeries and procedures. Yay! Since the car accident I've had 3 major surgeries and 3 semi-surgical procedures. Not to mention the countless massages and chiropractic appointments. Yeah, it was a busy 7 or 8 months. Glad to be done with all that!
My last procedure was a couple of nerve cauterizations on a Tuesday morning. Things went really well, but I felt a little off afterward. Two days prior I all of a sudden had to get my hair cut right then and there. This is very out of the norm for me considering I am crazy picky about who cuts my hair. My stylist lives 4 hours away-like I said, crazy about who touches my hair. Well, I got it cut by some girl at Cuts by Us. She didn't do the worst job, but it also wasn't "woohoo!" I tipped her $7 on a $13 cut. That should have been my first clue. The off-ness on Tuesday should have been my second. I brushed them both off and went about my week. Then came Thursday night. I was at church as usual when at the end I felt sicker than a dog and almost began crying, because I couldn't find Isaac to take me home. Again, not a typical me thing to do. On the way home as my stomach feels like I'm about to barf everything I've eaten since Monday and I'm crying hysterically, I notice I'm freaking Isaac out. :) As I'm crying and he is trying to figure out if I need to go to the ER, I'm trying to think what my problem is. As we are almost near the hospital (it's on our way home), I see the sign for the Women's Pavilion. Then it hit me as I'm yelling at him to take me home and I'll explain when i can calm down. Poor guy, i felt like I almost gave him a heart attack as I was completely fine the entire day up 'til then. We get home, I pray to the porcelain gods, Isaac is pacing, and after 10 minutes of "prayer" I can finally catch my breath. I told him, I thought I was pregnant and was peeing on my dollar store prego test first thing the next morning.
Keep in mind, I have been told for a number of years that it would be very difficult if not impossible to get pregnant. I had also had 3 surgeries in the few months prior. With that much anesthesia, it throws all your hormones (esp the chick ones) way off. I hadn't had my period for 5 months. Then had it and 2 weeks later had a surgery (typically when I would ovulate). So amongst all of that craziness God just might have pulled an "I told ya so." Friday morning came and I sprang out of bed and grabbed that good 'ol dollar store pregnancy test. As I was watching the test and it was drawing the fluid up to the test and control line areas, that sucker light up like a Christmas tree. I showed positive before it even got near the control line. Holy cow, I'm pregnant! I jumped in the shower to get my day started...and began yacking again. Yup, I'm pregnant all right. I told Isaac as soon as we got home from the gym, told my mother about a week later, and the rest of the world a bit after that.
Just one little glitch, I was starting a new job in a week. Oops! I had an appointment with my OB a couple weeks later and then told my new boss. That one was a hard conversation to have. She just kinda looked at me like I was crazy when I told her the date. All she said was, "That's COM graduation day." Oh crap! That's our second biggest project in my new position. The biggest is orientation, which is 1-2 weeks later. I just quietly got up and slinked away. A few days later she was a lot calmer about it and is now really happy for me.
Since I found out, we have had some awesome moments regarding the pregnancy and finally settled on the car accident. It's been almost a year since the accident and I'm glad it's done and the Lord has created a miracle or two in the midst of the storm. I know I kept this one short. I think it was more for my sake than yours, because I needed to stop and remember that even in the hard and crazy storms, God is still with us and will even throw in a miracle or two when we wait on him.
Saturday, January 26, 2013
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
If it's not fun, why do it?
My motto for most things in life is about the word fun. Christina laughs at me when she compliments my clothing for the day and my reply is "If it's not fun, why wear it?" This quirky little quote of mine applies to so many things in life.
As adults we forget how to have fun. I'm not referring to the partying and drug "fun" that the world attempts to enjoy so much until they wake up with a hangover. I am referring to the simple things in life, like clothes, hobbies, and dinner parties. Most adults think life consists of work, laundry, and bills. Yeah, that can be a rather depressing and boring life. We get so focused on the Negative Nancy/Ned News Anchor and the economy. Life begins to take on a "what's the next horrible thing I'm going to endure" outlook. Can we say yuck? Who wants to live a life that's all doom and gloom? Not this girl! I'm so tired of the news and the cranky pants in this world. Get over it people! There is more to life than the sucky stuff.
This is where the fun comes in. People often laugh when they hear that as an adult I still have kiddie birthday cakes. Just a few weeks ago we had a Little Mermaid cake. Yup, you read that right. My 26th birthday was celebrated with the Little Mermaid. Most people dread getting older when in reality we get older every second, literally. People think that getting older means we have to grow up and focus on the crappy stuff in the prior paragraph. Guess what. It's a lie!
The older we get the more we are in need of feeling like a kid. Once you let the kid in you die, it's hard to get back. Yes there are bills to pay and a job you must attend, but there is also fun to be had. Find a job you love and do it better than everyone else. If you have a blah job, make it fun! I am not a fan of my current job mainly because I'm not challenged and feel useless. So to combat that and bring some fun back, I try to make at least 3 people in my section smile or laugh every day. Just today I took some clementines from my bosses desk that had been there a few days and wrote a few funny phrases on them. I have never heard him laugh that loud. It was awesome and made my day worth it.
If you can't find a way to add a little fun into your work day, then find a hobby. Recently I have taken up sewing and geocaching. I have learned so much and pushed myself to do new things. Honestly, I really enjoy both. On nasty or waaaay too hot days I can be inside and sew. On nicer days, I'm starting to find myself outside geocaching. www.geocaching.com It's like a world wide hide and seek or treasure hunt. Once you find the cache, it's funny to see how many other people have crossed your exact path before and enjoy having fun outdoors. Try it sometime.
We all need to be a little more kid like. Don't let the kid in you die. Nurture it so that you can still laugh and not take the world too seriously. Laughter leads to a longer and more enjoyable life. Let hair down and have a little good, old-fashioned fun sometimes. If you ever want to try this geocaching things, let me know and we can go together. :) If you you can't find a little fun in your life, you're wasting it. Find something fun and DO IT!
As adults we forget how to have fun. I'm not referring to the partying and drug "fun" that the world attempts to enjoy so much until they wake up with a hangover. I am referring to the simple things in life, like clothes, hobbies, and dinner parties. Most adults think life consists of work, laundry, and bills. Yeah, that can be a rather depressing and boring life. We get so focused on the Negative Nancy/Ned News Anchor and the economy. Life begins to take on a "what's the next horrible thing I'm going to endure" outlook. Can we say yuck? Who wants to live a life that's all doom and gloom? Not this girl! I'm so tired of the news and the cranky pants in this world. Get over it people! There is more to life than the sucky stuff.
This is where the fun comes in. People often laugh when they hear that as an adult I still have kiddie birthday cakes. Just a few weeks ago we had a Little Mermaid cake. Yup, you read that right. My 26th birthday was celebrated with the Little Mermaid. Most people dread getting older when in reality we get older every second, literally. People think that getting older means we have to grow up and focus on the crappy stuff in the prior paragraph. Guess what. It's a lie!
The older we get the more we are in need of feeling like a kid. Once you let the kid in you die, it's hard to get back. Yes there are bills to pay and a job you must attend, but there is also fun to be had. Find a job you love and do it better than everyone else. If you have a blah job, make it fun! I am not a fan of my current job mainly because I'm not challenged and feel useless. So to combat that and bring some fun back, I try to make at least 3 people in my section smile or laugh every day. Just today I took some clementines from my bosses desk that had been there a few days and wrote a few funny phrases on them. I have never heard him laugh that loud. It was awesome and made my day worth it.
If you can't find a way to add a little fun into your work day, then find a hobby. Recently I have taken up sewing and geocaching. I have learned so much and pushed myself to do new things. Honestly, I really enjoy both. On nasty or waaaay too hot days I can be inside and sew. On nicer days, I'm starting to find myself outside geocaching. www.geocaching.com It's like a world wide hide and seek or treasure hunt. Once you find the cache, it's funny to see how many other people have crossed your exact path before and enjoy having fun outdoors. Try it sometime.
We all need to be a little more kid like. Don't let the kid in you die. Nurture it so that you can still laugh and not take the world too seriously. Laughter leads to a longer and more enjoyable life. Let hair down and have a little good, old-fashioned fun sometimes. If you ever want to try this geocaching things, let me know and we can go together. :) If you you can't find a little fun in your life, you're wasting it. Find something fun and DO IT!
Friday, June 29, 2012
Scars? Bring 'em on!!!
People have different perceptions about scars. I was in my Vascular Surgeon’s office again yesterday (they should just hire me on at this point) and we agreed I was healing nicely and minimal drainage. This is very good news that we were both excited about and instead of a weekly chat, we can now go a month without seeing each other. Yay! Before I left he made a comment about how nice my scar was going to look and that it would be better than the scar 2 inches over from it that was done by another surgeon. This made me chuckle a bit. Some surgeons are all about fixing the problem no matter the cost and other are all about what the skin will look like when all is said and done. I’ve had both.
In the past 10 years, I have been cut on by 5 surgeons and gone through 9 surgeries. I’m not one to shy away from a knife when it’s needed and nothing else works. In fact, from the car accident, I still have 2 more surgeries I need. One is rather minor and will have me down for about 24 hours. The other…a bit more invasive. Like I said, surgery doesn’t bother me.
A lot of people freak out about having a scar. They feel less beautiful and like the world will shun them. Not me. I embrace it. To me, scars are history lessons. They remind us of what we have overcome. We all have storms in our life which we have to weather and overcome. When I have crappy days, all I have to do is look in the mirror and I can see that I’ve overcome torn ligaments, huge cysts, bones that rub on each other and destroy things, lack of circulation which could have resulted in me losing more than just a rib, and now a really rare and very leaky complication. And those are just some of the physical scars. Sure, it’s a lot and none of it was really fun, but in the end I can say I won. I have conquered so much and every scar makes me stronger.
Call me strange, but I would never want a scar to fully disappear. It’s nice to have a little bit of history to look back on for some encouragement during the next storm. Next up…the neurosurgeon. J
Sunday, April 8, 2012
Easter Traditions
Growing up we would all (and by all I mean 20-30 ppl) gather at my grandmothers house for Easter at 2pm. Yes, dinner at 2pm. Must be a German thing. All the grandkids would get Easter baskets from walmart filled with candy that was possibly stale. In more recent years, I have been the one to play the Easter bunny and go out back to hide eggs for the younger grandkids. After the egg hunt, everyone would come inside for dinner and stare questionably at the colored eggs that had been sitting out on the table for 3+ hours and wonder which adult would be the brave one to eat an egg first. It was always a lot of fun spending time with family and catching up on life.
Isaac and I had our first Easter together back in 2005. It was rather amusing to see him interact with my family. Later on I had learned that his family never did many things like that growing up. It was always a quick dinner and "Happy Easter". Seeing him in this new environment was quite comical. He loved watching the egg hunt and now participates in hiding them with me. All the family and all the food blew him away.
This year, we are staying in Tallahassee. I miss my family a lot. I sit here and think about watching Jake look for eggs and my Uncle Marvin teaching the kids to crack eggs open with their heads. I think about the deviled eggs that mom is required to make and the 5+ desserts my grams bought. It's hard not being there.
A few years ago, we began a new tradition on the family gatherings I wasn't able to make. I call it "phone hot-potato". The family still gathers at 2pm. I wait until at least 2:30 for the stragglers to get there and then I call. It starts with gram or gramps answering the phone and then it gets passed to the next closest person and so on. After about 30 minutes, I have talked to everyone and have said my Happy Easters. After I hang up, I laugh and cry about how much I miss my crazy family, lunatics and all.
Growing up, I couldn't wait to go off to college. I graduated in 2008 and have stayed in Tally for various reasons. Now, I can't wait to move back home. All I can say is "soon, but not soon enough". I miss my family dearly and can't wait to see you this summer. I love you all and to my friends and family, I wish you a Happy and Blessed Easter!
Isaac and I had our first Easter together back in 2005. It was rather amusing to see him interact with my family. Later on I had learned that his family never did many things like that growing up. It was always a quick dinner and "Happy Easter". Seeing him in this new environment was quite comical. He loved watching the egg hunt and now participates in hiding them with me. All the family and all the food blew him away.
This year, we are staying in Tallahassee. I miss my family a lot. I sit here and think about watching Jake look for eggs and my Uncle Marvin teaching the kids to crack eggs open with their heads. I think about the deviled eggs that mom is required to make and the 5+ desserts my grams bought. It's hard not being there.
A few years ago, we began a new tradition on the family gatherings I wasn't able to make. I call it "phone hot-potato". The family still gathers at 2pm. I wait until at least 2:30 for the stragglers to get there and then I call. It starts with gram or gramps answering the phone and then it gets passed to the next closest person and so on. After about 30 minutes, I have talked to everyone and have said my Happy Easters. After I hang up, I laugh and cry about how much I miss my crazy family, lunatics and all.
Growing up, I couldn't wait to go off to college. I graduated in 2008 and have stayed in Tally for various reasons. Now, I can't wait to move back home. All I can say is "soon, but not soon enough". I miss my family dearly and can't wait to see you this summer. I love you all and to my friends and family, I wish you a Happy and Blessed Easter!
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
It's been a while and life can change in an instant
Soooo, It's been quite a while since I have sat down to write and I miss it. Recently I have had the lesson about how life can literally change in an instant reiterated in my life. About 7 weeks ago I was in a fairly serious car accident. One moment I was driving to work down a semi-back road (they are usually safer, right???) and the next thing I know I am on a different road facing a different direction and there is pain. I know people's first thoughts in an accident are usually along the lines of "OMG!" Not mine. My thought was, "You've got to be kidding me. Someone needs to call Isaac and my mom. Oh and can't forget to tell the boss I won't be in today."
Let's back up a little bit. Before the accident, life was going pretty well. I was doing great at work and learning new things. My back pain was minimal and pretty stable. Husband and I had just gotten back from our anniversary trip to see Mickey (where else would we have gone?). We had booked our cruise for the week before Christmas and came up with a payment plan. My pups were sweet as ever and having a great time playing fetch at the puppy playground. Life was good.
Then I see something out of the corner of my eye and focused on this teenage boy's face with a look of shock as he is barreling toward me and careening into the front driver side of my car. **Insert info given above** At first I thought the kid had driven off. Apparently when he realized that there were at least 5-10 witnesses of road work crew right there, he pulled over in a drive way. My body instantly hated me and shortly there after I found myself being pulled out of my car and onto a backboard. They are less fun than they look. :)
As I'm lying in the ambulance, the EMT leans over me (mind you my head is strapped down to this board along with the rest of my body) and says, "Some guy just tore in here on a small scooter thing. Do you know him?" I laughed and announced that he was my husband. She responded, "What? You didn't want to be transported to the hospital on that?"
At the hospital I was poked, prodded, and drugged. Since then I have seen 3 different specialists and had 3 different MRI's. Next up: Nerve conduction tests (I can't feel much in my arm) and more nerve cauterizations. Yay for me! LOL.
I share all of this to say, "Life happens". One instant life is peachy. The next, you now have 2 herniated discs in your neck, have a lower back that's worse, and have almost no strength or feeling in your arm and it's turning funny colors. I could sit here and be cranky and all "woe is me", but I don't play like that. Yes, I have my down right painful and crappy days sometimes where I just can't muster a smile. It happens to us all. On those days where we have the strength to fight the "crankies" that come one, we have to fight with all our might. I was born a fighter. My body is messed up. I know that. The difference is, I'm not going to let these possibly life long issues (I say possibly because I'm waiting on my miracle) get me down and make me a cranky pants.
One of my awesome aunts sends me letters every so often. A few years ago she jotted something down on one of those cartoon with a saying notepad things you stick on the fridge. You know what I'm talking about. Well, this one had a great saying. "Put your big girl panties on and get over it." I laughed when I got it and she said she didn't even realize she sent it on that. I loved it and now apply it to as much of my life as possible. Everyday I have a choice. I can A) let the pain take over and catch the crankies OR B) Put my big girl panties on and take on the world.
Life can and will change in an instant. How bad that change can be partly depends on how you choose to deal with it. Today, I put my big girl panties on!
Let's back up a little bit. Before the accident, life was going pretty well. I was doing great at work and learning new things. My back pain was minimal and pretty stable. Husband and I had just gotten back from our anniversary trip to see Mickey (where else would we have gone?). We had booked our cruise for the week before Christmas and came up with a payment plan. My pups were sweet as ever and having a great time playing fetch at the puppy playground. Life was good.
Then I see something out of the corner of my eye and focused on this teenage boy's face with a look of shock as he is barreling toward me and careening into the front driver side of my car. **Insert info given above** At first I thought the kid had driven off. Apparently when he realized that there were at least 5-10 witnesses of road work crew right there, he pulled over in a drive way. My body instantly hated me and shortly there after I found myself being pulled out of my car and onto a backboard. They are less fun than they look. :)
As I'm lying in the ambulance, the EMT leans over me (mind you my head is strapped down to this board along with the rest of my body) and says, "Some guy just tore in here on a small scooter thing. Do you know him?" I laughed and announced that he was my husband. She responded, "What? You didn't want to be transported to the hospital on that?"
At the hospital I was poked, prodded, and drugged. Since then I have seen 3 different specialists and had 3 different MRI's. Next up: Nerve conduction tests (I can't feel much in my arm) and more nerve cauterizations. Yay for me! LOL.
I share all of this to say, "Life happens". One instant life is peachy. The next, you now have 2 herniated discs in your neck, have a lower back that's worse, and have almost no strength or feeling in your arm and it's turning funny colors. I could sit here and be cranky and all "woe is me", but I don't play like that. Yes, I have my down right painful and crappy days sometimes where I just can't muster a smile. It happens to us all. On those days where we have the strength to fight the "crankies" that come one, we have to fight with all our might. I was born a fighter. My body is messed up. I know that. The difference is, I'm not going to let these possibly life long issues (I say possibly because I'm waiting on my miracle) get me down and make me a cranky pants.
One of my awesome aunts sends me letters every so often. A few years ago she jotted something down on one of those cartoon with a saying notepad things you stick on the fridge. You know what I'm talking about. Well, this one had a great saying. "Put your big girl panties on and get over it." I laughed when I got it and she said she didn't even realize she sent it on that. I loved it and now apply it to as much of my life as possible. Everyday I have a choice. I can A) let the pain take over and catch the crankies OR B) Put my big girl panties on and take on the world.
Life can and will change in an instant. How bad that change can be partly depends on how you choose to deal with it. Today, I put my big girl panties on!
Sunday, February 26, 2012
The Game of Life
As kids we played board games and one of my favorites was "Life". I remember playing and thinking how unrealistic this game was. Now, I find that it was actually semi accurate.
You began the game by choosing whether or not you would attend college and start the game being $40,000 in debt and having to eventually pay it back at $50,000. The other option was skipping college and having a few less career choices. Even if you went to college, you were not guaranteed a higher paying job. I would always get frustrated when I did the college route and ended up with the $20,000 or $30,000 a year job. Growing up, we were told to go to college and get an education so that we could make a lot more money. That was just how things were. If you went to college, you were going to be rich as opposed to those who went straight to work after high school.
Real life has now set in. Being an adult is no where near as fun as it used to seem. I did the college route and came out around $25,000 in debt and more than that to pay back. I have been out of school for a little over 3 years and am working an ok job which barely pays me $20,000 a year. I guess that game wasn't so far off after all.
During the game you encounter things like losing your job, getting married, family vacations, car accidents, and putting the kids in school just to name a few. All these things cost money. I remember the car accident would cost $5,000 in medical expenses.
In real life, my car accident is costing much more than $5,000 in medical costs alone. Not to mention the $5,500 (and counting as they find a few more problems) just to fix my poor car. They never explain to you the mental trauma that happens on top of the physical. In the game, you just pay the fees and move on with life.
As fun as that game was sometimes, I always thought it was way off base. Now that my life is being lived, I see how true that game could be. To paraphrase Ben Franklin, the only things certain in life are death and taxes. We never know what is going to happen next. Life is a journey. I didn't plan to leave college and make $20,000 a year. My plan was to teach in the local school system starting at $34,000 a year. I planned to have at least one child by now. It's been 2 years of trying and I'm not even pregnant. I planned to be able to go to Daytona today or Bristol or Darlington this spring. Instead, I was driving to work a little over 2 weeks ago and got hit by a teenage driver. That accident has thrown a huge wrench in my plans. Now instead of going to a race, I have to go to a neurosurgeon because I have lost sensitivity in one of my toes and can barely grip anything in my hand to say the least of my problems from it.
Like the game of Life, we never know what joy or catastrophe is around the next bend. All we can do is live the best life we can and roll with the unexpected. I am thankful to be alive. I have a caring family and an amazingly supportive husband who is beyond understanding. I have friends who want me to come watch the kick off race of the best sport around and they are willing to do whatever it takes to make me as comfortable as possible in my current state. As crappy as my life of daily pain and frustration seems right now, it could be worse.
Sometimes we just have to remember that life happens and be thankful for those who try to bring us some light in our darker times. It doesn't matter how much your parents try to prepare you, one is never fully prepared for Life.
You began the game by choosing whether or not you would attend college and start the game being $40,000 in debt and having to eventually pay it back at $50,000. The other option was skipping college and having a few less career choices. Even if you went to college, you were not guaranteed a higher paying job. I would always get frustrated when I did the college route and ended up with the $20,000 or $30,000 a year job. Growing up, we were told to go to college and get an education so that we could make a lot more money. That was just how things were. If you went to college, you were going to be rich as opposed to those who went straight to work after high school.
Real life has now set in. Being an adult is no where near as fun as it used to seem. I did the college route and came out around $25,000 in debt and more than that to pay back. I have been out of school for a little over 3 years and am working an ok job which barely pays me $20,000 a year. I guess that game wasn't so far off after all.
During the game you encounter things like losing your job, getting married, family vacations, car accidents, and putting the kids in school just to name a few. All these things cost money. I remember the car accident would cost $5,000 in medical expenses.
In real life, my car accident is costing much more than $5,000 in medical costs alone. Not to mention the $5,500 (and counting as they find a few more problems) just to fix my poor car. They never explain to you the mental trauma that happens on top of the physical. In the game, you just pay the fees and move on with life.
As fun as that game was sometimes, I always thought it was way off base. Now that my life is being lived, I see how true that game could be. To paraphrase Ben Franklin, the only things certain in life are death and taxes. We never know what is going to happen next. Life is a journey. I didn't plan to leave college and make $20,000 a year. My plan was to teach in the local school system starting at $34,000 a year. I planned to have at least one child by now. It's been 2 years of trying and I'm not even pregnant. I planned to be able to go to Daytona today or Bristol or Darlington this spring. Instead, I was driving to work a little over 2 weeks ago and got hit by a teenage driver. That accident has thrown a huge wrench in my plans. Now instead of going to a race, I have to go to a neurosurgeon because I have lost sensitivity in one of my toes and can barely grip anything in my hand to say the least of my problems from it.
Like the game of Life, we never know what joy or catastrophe is around the next bend. All we can do is live the best life we can and roll with the unexpected. I am thankful to be alive. I have a caring family and an amazingly supportive husband who is beyond understanding. I have friends who want me to come watch the kick off race of the best sport around and they are willing to do whatever it takes to make me as comfortable as possible in my current state. As crappy as my life of daily pain and frustration seems right now, it could be worse.
Sometimes we just have to remember that life happens and be thankful for those who try to bring us some light in our darker times. It doesn't matter how much your parents try to prepare you, one is never fully prepared for Life.
Sunday, February 12, 2012
2 years already?
Well, I was going to write this post this past week, but a car accident forced me to post pone this particular post. Last Sunday, February 5, my wonderful and crazily devoted husband and I celebrated our anniversary. Yay!
For our honeymoon two years ago we took a Disney Cruise to the Bahamas. It was the best trip ever. Not just because we were newly weds, but because of all the wonderful things there are to do aboard a Disney Cruise. We enjoyed fine dining, an open ice cream bar, endless buffets for breakfast and lunch, deck parties, fireworks, and spectacular Broadway shows. That was just aboard the ship. Isaac and I also had the opportunity to explore Nassau, swim with dolphins, and relax on Disney's Private Island's adults only beach. Talk about peace and quiet. We grabbed a couple of hammocks and just enjoyed the bright sunny day with the waves crashing and enjoyed the wowness that God created. It was a great way to start our life. You can see pics on my FB page.
For our one year anniversary celebration, we went back to DCL and enjoyed their newest ship. All the same great fun and much more! We spent most of our time exploring all the new technology aboard the new ship. no dolphins this time, but we did take a semi-submarine tour of the different reefs and saw beautiful coral along with gorgeous fish and sharks. Again we stopped at the private island and found our way back to Serenity Bay. It was just as magical.
This year we could not keep the cruise trip going as I lost my job for about 3 months last year. However, my mother gave us some Disney tickets for Christmas and we decided to use them for our anniversary. We stayed at their Caribbean resort just for the nostalgia. February was apparently the best time to go. There were so few people there that we were able to visit all of Hollywood Studios, all of Epcot, and catch a few rides and fireworks over at Magic Kingdom. We had a blast. To finish the night off right, we played some Disney Fantasia Mini Golf. It was great.
I think the best part of our trip was the night before, which was our actual anniversary. Isaac took me to one of my all time favorite places to eat...NASCAR Sports Grille! It's at Universal Citywalk. If you have never been, you must go. They have real trophies all around the place. Two actual Nascar Sprint Cup Series cars parked out front and if you go up to the second floor for dining, there are 2 older model cup cars suspended from the ceiling. During an actual race they will turn the cars on at certain times and you can feel the engine roar deep in your bones and watch the tires spin above your head. Even if you aren't a big Nascar fan, you would still enjoy the experience.
Over the past two years we have for sure had our trials and tribulations. There have been plenty of days we are reminded of the "in sickness and health" vows. And many of the poorer days...we are still waiting on the richer :) . Through it all, we have grown closer each day. Every day I fall more in love with him and become more proud of his accomplishments and goals that he attains. We knew life wouldn't be easy for us, but we have more than made it work. It's still just the two of us and our two pups for now and life isn't too bad given the circumstances. Oh, and that little vow he made about letting me attend at least one Nascar race a year...he's kept it!
It's been a great life so far and I only look forward to it getting better. :D
For our honeymoon two years ago we took a Disney Cruise to the Bahamas. It was the best trip ever. Not just because we were newly weds, but because of all the wonderful things there are to do aboard a Disney Cruise. We enjoyed fine dining, an open ice cream bar, endless buffets for breakfast and lunch, deck parties, fireworks, and spectacular Broadway shows. That was just aboard the ship. Isaac and I also had the opportunity to explore Nassau, swim with dolphins, and relax on Disney's Private Island's adults only beach. Talk about peace and quiet. We grabbed a couple of hammocks and just enjoyed the bright sunny day with the waves crashing and enjoyed the wowness that God created. It was a great way to start our life. You can see pics on my FB page.
For our one year anniversary celebration, we went back to DCL and enjoyed their newest ship. All the same great fun and much more! We spent most of our time exploring all the new technology aboard the new ship. no dolphins this time, but we did take a semi-submarine tour of the different reefs and saw beautiful coral along with gorgeous fish and sharks. Again we stopped at the private island and found our way back to Serenity Bay. It was just as magical.
This year we could not keep the cruise trip going as I lost my job for about 3 months last year. However, my mother gave us some Disney tickets for Christmas and we decided to use them for our anniversary. We stayed at their Caribbean resort just for the nostalgia. February was apparently the best time to go. There were so few people there that we were able to visit all of Hollywood Studios, all of Epcot, and catch a few rides and fireworks over at Magic Kingdom. We had a blast. To finish the night off right, we played some Disney Fantasia Mini Golf. It was great.
I think the best part of our trip was the night before, which was our actual anniversary. Isaac took me to one of my all time favorite places to eat...NASCAR Sports Grille! It's at Universal Citywalk. If you have never been, you must go. They have real trophies all around the place. Two actual Nascar Sprint Cup Series cars parked out front and if you go up to the second floor for dining, there are 2 older model cup cars suspended from the ceiling. During an actual race they will turn the cars on at certain times and you can feel the engine roar deep in your bones and watch the tires spin above your head. Even if you aren't a big Nascar fan, you would still enjoy the experience.
Over the past two years we have for sure had our trials and tribulations. There have been plenty of days we are reminded of the "in sickness and health" vows. And many of the poorer days...we are still waiting on the richer :) . Through it all, we have grown closer each day. Every day I fall more in love with him and become more proud of his accomplishments and goals that he attains. We knew life wouldn't be easy for us, but we have more than made it work. It's still just the two of us and our two pups for now and life isn't too bad given the circumstances. Oh, and that little vow he made about letting me attend at least one Nascar race a year...he's kept it!
It's been a great life so far and I only look forward to it getting better. :D
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