Dave and I just got back from our honeymoon in Mexico on Saturday night. It was wonderful! We went to an all inclusive resort just south of Cancun. It was beautiful, and one of the best beaches in the world, and did I mention that it was all inclusive? That was enough for us. Free food, free drinks= pure delight. We also somehow were upgraded to first class on the way down, and you could definitely tell we were novice's. They offered us drinks right when we got on, so of course we ordered one. Or in Dave's case, two. The flight attendant gave him a weird look...and come to find out we needed to drink those drinks before we the runway. So we chugged, pretty sure she thought Dave was an alcoholic. We did get a hot meal, with wine on the plane too. It made me laugh.
Overall our honeymoon was amazing, relaxing, and all we did was sit on the beach, eat, drink, read, snorkel and we did some parasailing. (I was a little nervous since I'm quite afraid of heights.) On our way home though we were both depressed that our vacation was over. However, Dave was excited because he could buy duty-free scotch and it was a lot cheaper in Mexico than Alabama. So anyway, we're late getting out of Cancun, and have 45 minutes from the time we land in Houston to get our bags, go through customs, recheck our bags and go back through security then onto our flight (which was 3 terminals away.) Of course our bags were the last ones of the plane, so we were running. Once we got to security to re-check our bags (and everyone was running) Dave says, "Hold on, just give me a minute!" He needed to repack his scotch so it didn't break. I said, "NO! We have to go!!" So, he of course pulls out of the traffic opens up both our suitcases, unpacks and then repacks his scotch in clothes. I was livid. And to be honest, I left him. Steam was pouring out of my ears, but I dropped my bag at the check and ran to security. Dave eventually caught up with me and was able to cut through the line at security to were I was. This was then the conversation: ME: "I'm a little more concerned about making our flight than your scotch. It's the last one into Birmingham for the night." DAVE: "I'm more concerned about my scotch than our flight. (Then added in) I didn't want it to break all over your clothes." Whatever. It's funny now.
So we got home, picked up puppy, and went to bed. Puppy had another idea, he wanted to play. I think he was up maybe 5 times. Very painful. He's been sneezing a lot. We've diagnosed him with allergies. So starting last night we've started giving him benadryl. He slept through the night needless to say. :) He's also been teething....I thought he was chewing on something last night, he shook his head and out flies a tooth into my lab. Very gross. I don't do teeth.
Dave and I are still couponing. We're slightly obsessed, but still have to get better. We spent $70 and saved $55. We still have a ways to go. That's all for now, my eyes are getting tired. Thanks for reading!
Oh, and Dave's on Hematology/Oncology this month. Last night he had 2 codes, 5 admissions, and 1/2 hour of sleep in 32 hours. Welcome to oncology!! :) Poor guy.
