When we got married 10 years ago, we threw one bad-ass party in Texas. We were living in the DC/VA area at the time, and we planned it from afar. To this day, there isn’t a thing we regret about it… at least that we’ve allowed ourselves to remember.
Take heart, newlyweds! It’s totally possible to take any unpleasant wedding day memories and stuff them way, way down in a dark place that you eventually won’t be able to remember how to get to.
We paid for the whole thing ourselves, and part of the trade off for being able to write checks for the miniature donkeys, the mariachi band, and the kegs of Shiner was that we had to settle for a “mini-moon.” It was a short 3 day trip to Fredericksburg, a small town near Austin. It was lovely, and really all we needed at the time.
But, we told ourselves, “In 10 years we’ll do this big.”
10 years seems like a long time ahead of you when you get married. I mean, a decade is definitely a chunk of time when you really only get maybe 9 or 10 of them if you’re really super lucky. But then it just… goes… or comes. For us, having children made everything move at warp speed.
ANYWAY the whole reason why I started writing this post is to tell you WE WENT TO HAWAII!!
We did it. We made the “big” vacation happen. We flew out on Thursday, and got home at 8 in the morning yesterday, Tuesday, and then I spent the whole day sleeping because let me tell you what a TERRIBLE idea the overnight flight is when you are 30 weeks pregnant- THE WORST IDEA.
We were there for our 10th anniversary (10/8), and we ate so much great food, and Scott went surfing…
And I got to take a million pictures that I have no idea when I’ll find the time to edit them all.
I have opinions and reviews and more pictures to share with you! But I also have a terribly frightening amount of work to catch up on before I leave tomorrow for 2 business trips.
And then I swear I am not getting on another plane until this baby is out. You never realize how very upright those seats are in the “fully upright” position until you’re harboring another life in your midsection. Yes, I am that asshole who’s going to recline my seat the minute we get in the air. Sorry, humanity.
If you’d like to see more pics in the meantime, I overgrammed the hell out of this trip on my @BabyRabies IG account.