The Young and the Restless

Day 6: The Ship Part II

Call us crazy, but after spending 24/7 together for the past week we sort of ran out of things to talk about. There is only so many times that you can plan your hopes and dreams for the future and gaze lovingly into each other's eyes over dinner. So we were excited when we met our new friends, Justin and Holly (we still missed you, Joe and Alisa!).
It seems like 49% of our ship were the drunk spring breakers, 49% were from the geriatric ward and the remaining 2% were just normal young couples like us. I did have to laugh when one of the spring breakers hit on me. If he wasn't so drunk he would have realized that it's really not that hot to hit on a mom of 3 who is like 10 years older than you and is stricken with a temporary case of leperacy on her chin. Alot of people would ask if we were on our honeymoon and I finally started telling them we were because I got tired of the comments we got after telling them it was our 10 year anniversary. First they would ask how old we were then do the math to see how young I was when we got married. Then they would ask the ages of our kids then do the math to see if it was a shotgun wedding. So we were glad to meet a nice normal couple to hang out with the last day on the ship. I was really self-conscious of all the poor ailments on my face, but they were nice to say, "it doesn't look too bad, you can hardly tell". Yeah, then I went and looked in the bathroom mirror and half my face was falling off. I know my chin has been a topic of conversation in every post so far, but it kept getting progressively worse and the only thing I had to put on it was the cheap hotel lotion they had in the room. If I was smart, I would have stuffed my pockets with leaves from the ancient Mayan medicine trees then appliqued them to my face. Instead I would wake up in the middle of the night and put a cold cloth on it because it burned so bad. Speaking of waking up in the middle of the night....so maybe I've had a history of sleep walking on occasion (the worst was when I was younger and walked out the front door and climbed into the car. I woke up scared and went to the back door, which was locked, so I began ringing the door bell and pounding on the door. My poor parents woke up to find the front door wide open and somebody banging on the back door. Just a tad bit FREAKY.) Anyways, so we had an inside room where the only window was the one painted on the wall. It was pitch black, like you can't even see your hand in front of your face, black. On the last night Jason wakes up to me standing in the middle of the room totally freaking out and screaming for help. I was having this dream where we were trapped inside one of the caves in Guatemala. Being the claustrophobic one that I am, I was grabbing the plastic light sconces on the wall thinking that they were door handles (because all caves have door handles). So there we were, both delirious and freaking out because we couldn't see anything and had no clue what was going on. When I finally woke up enough to realize that we weren't in a cave, I laid back down covered in a cold sweat with my heart pounding out of my chest. Good times. So we spent the last day on the boat doing pretty much the same thing as the first day (minus getting fried in the sun), but this time we had friends to join us in our Yahtzee tournaments and five trips to the buffet. That night we saw a couple of shows then our friends convinced us to do this game show with them. We were in teams and somebody from each team had to go up to do different challenges. I really wasn't too keen on the idea of performing in front of everybody, but somehow got sucked into doing the macarena dance. Everyone else from the other teams got to sit down, but not Jamie. I was stuck up there performing a solo (with one other girl) for all the spring breakers. I was not happy about it. Jason did the Can-Can in high heels and attempted "the worm" before calling it a night. We were sad the trip was coming to an end, but this vacation was exactly what we needed. We rarely see each other at home. Between meetings, YW, the gym, basketball, girls nights, enrichment, etc. it seems like there's never an evening that we're home together and the weekends are always busy with errands, yard work and all that fun stuff. To be able to spend almost 8 days alone together was something we hadn't done since our trip to New York 5 years ago, and saying that it was fun is a definite understatement. We of course missed the kids tons. During the day we stayed busy, but at night when I would lay in bed I just ached to hold them and snuggle up with them. We spent one evening watching home videos of the kids on our camera and it's amazing how much cuter and funnier they are after not seeing them for so long. Thanks so much, Jason for an amazing trip, love you!

Please note Exhibit A:

Exhibit B:

Now do you see why the birth of the "hand on the hip" pose came about? (And yes, that is the same dress I wore at the wedding and every fancy dinner night. I had to cram 3 weeks worth of winter and summer clothes into 2 suitcases, so there were slim pickens.)