If I Was a Betting Person...

I have determined that I am going to die from a heart attack. And not because i'm unhealthy.

For all who know my husband, he loves to laugh. He also loves to scare people. Well, I startle very easily. When we lived at Wymount and had a walk-in closet, I knew Brad was in the closet, but when I walked in and saw him, I jumped. We both can laugh about it now cause it is ridiculous that I jumped when I knew he was there. But, that's how jumpy I am.

Brad's favorite thing to do, is hide around a corner and jump out when I turn it. Most of the time he is walking right ahead of me and its just after I turn the same corner he did that he jumps out at me and I scream. He told me that he does this cause it's funny and I always hug him right after. So, I stopped hugging him for comfort after. Now I hold my heart. I tell him that it hurts cause I can feel my whole insides jump, causing my chest to hurt, but he still does it.

Soon, I'm gonna be like Hermione and carry a mirror with me to look around corners. Except, I would probably jump when I saw his reflection.

So, when you have heard of my death some day, I'm sure it will be because my heart stopped and couldn't take the jumping anymore. (No worries, I'm not planning on dying soon, I just have to tease Brad. I guess its his way of making up for all the scary movies I refuse to watch with him).

Oh, and I promise that I will attempt to post some cruise pics...soon.

Tired of Being Pasty

This has been one extremely long winter, and I know this for a fact because Brad told me that the other day that he is sick of winter. And for all who know Brad, that is saying something. Needless to say, we have both been wanting to escape the cold and go somewhere fun. And we love cruises! I mean come on, it's a vacation that is already all planned. A floating hotel, endless amounts of food, and activities, all while traveling to fun places. We really wanted to go to the carribean, but air fare costs as much as the cruise (at least). So we are going to the Mexican Riviera. We have done it before, but it's close and 7 days long. And we are going with some friends.

I'm excited to say the least. No work for a week. Plus we will spend some time at the beach in So Cal and hit up BJs to have the best pizza in the world and a pzookie or two :) And this is all around my birthday! Now, I just have to pack...the hardest part of trips. Brad will be surprised to come home and find clothes strewn across our bed. I'm still trying to pick out my outfits. Oh well, soon we will be on the road for a fun adventure in the sand. And a tan wouldn't be bad either.