It wasn't until a few days ago that I truly understand and appreciate the escape a honeymoon really is...and what a difference a week makes! Now, the Mr. and I...there's no difference in us. We're sickeningly blushy gushy newlyweds and loving every ridiculous moment. But waiting a couple of weeks to take our honeymoon was so...practical of us. We completed a registry, started thank you notes, made sure everyone was paid and had letters of recommendation written, started to put our house back together, did laundry and got back to work. We also had an amazing tailgate the day after our wedding, have had 3 family dinners, visited with friends, watched OSU beat Michigan, will celebrate Thanksgiving and have 0% stress packing for our trip. But...
Oh, how nice it would be to be destressing on the beaches of Negril, with my handsome husband and a refreshing rum drink in hand? Really, folks, that can't come soon enough! I need a break! And sunshine! Lots of sunshine! And have I mentioned how excited I am to eat jerk chicken? I could sit on the beach eating jerk chicken, drinking Red Stripe for a week and be the happiest girl on the planet. Good times, they are a-comin' :)
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2 comments:
Oh your trip sounds wonderful! How exciting, just around the corner now! Almost there!
You are singing my song! We are leaving for our honeymoon on Saturday and, siting at work right now, for the life of me, I can't figure out why we decided to wait. LOL!
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