Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Vaca Recap

I know I promised this post for yesterday (Tuesday) but to be honest I just was so tired on Monday night and was so busy on Tuesday I didn't get a chance to write it. Sorry. But I promise it was worth the wait. 

So because of my crazy work schedule I ended up packing the night before- go figure- and of course I like always over packed but for the record my check in bag was under the weight limit! I'm not going to lie I was sweating it a bit and was afraid I was going to be one of those people who is in the middle of the airport holding up the line ripping open my suitcase to transfer some stuff into the hubs suitcase. I however was not one of those people this time. Phew! 

So anytime I fly the day of my flight I have so much anxiety not because I'm afraid to fly but all the things that could happen from the moment I wake up to the point when I'm sitting in my seat on my flight. The what if of getting to the airport late, forgetting something like my ID, going through security, the list goes on and because of this anxiety I then have to go to the bathroom to pee like 500 hundred times which is very annoying.

So the hubby and I get everything situated and passed security and we got ourselves some breakfast and we have about an hour & a half to spare. I thought nice job. My husband is a smoker (I am not for the record) so he said he was going to take one last smoke break and I told him he better chain smoke and make it quick because he only has an hour & a half. I thought he had plenty of time well let me tell ya time went by fast because next thing I knew they were boarding the plane and guess what I was left with no husband! The kicker?? I had no way of getting a hold of him because we left our cell phones at home (this sounded like a genius idea but right now this was the stupidest idea). I had no clue where he was and what was I suppose to do our luggage is checked on this plane that is boarding heading to another country and I have no way of getting a hold of my husband. I am sweating and pacing and looking like a crazy person (not a good look) when I finally cave and go to the desk and explain my situation they were not to sympathetic to my situation by the way. They told me they were sure he would make it in time, well I sure hope so unless I'm flying solo on this flight and hope I catch my husband in another country. Then in mist of people I see my husband! I am waving frantically at him to put some pep in his step because we've been boarding for 15 minutes. While I wanted to scream and yell at him for nearly putting me 6 feet under because I had no clue where he was and what I was suppose to do I remained calm and cool-- for the most part. He did however know I wasn't a very happy camper- what gave him that idea? Well I didn't talk to him for half the flight then I finally caved. 

Overall vaca was amazeballs! It was everything and more of what I expected I relaxed so much and felt so disconnected and loved every minute of it! I had such a great routine: Wake up at 7:30am go run on the beach then do my lunges and squats on the beach followed by yoga, go to the room and shower, wake up the hubby, go eat breakfast together, kiss each other goodbye, find a spot on the beach and get my tan on while reading, meet hubby for lunch. I mean does it get any better than that?? I don't think so! 

Here are some pics of our amazeball room (totes got the hook up!) with an amazeball view! 

So I found this adorable sea turtle and my hubby wasn't with me when I found him so I took him to show him and then just couldn't bare letting him go right away. However when I brought him to show my hubby a woman in the elevator said that we had to name him, make a wish, and let him go in the ocean at 8pm because of the tide. So we officially became parents of Bubba. Honesntly I didn't want to let him go I wanted to sneak him home. 

Overall this vacation could not have been any better- I fell more in love with my husband and had so many laughs with him. Can't wait for our next vaca! This time I can go minus the staff infection on my lip please. 


Monday, November 5, 2012

I'm back!

Hello Lovlies! I am so so sorry for the extra week hiatus that I took - by no means was it intentional. Got home from Mexico last week (will post about that tomorrow with pics and video, can't wait to share) and on my last day my bottom lip BLEW up!! I seriously felt like Taylor from Real Housewives of Beverly Hills. 

In case you need a refresher on who Taylor is her infamous line was, "If you can't be my friend then please don't be my enemy." Yep that's her. And while I always have loved Kim K's fabulous lips by no means did I want mine to be blown up like Taylor's but they did. 

Thank god it happened on my last day which was travel back home so I told my husband that to tell everyone I got lip injections because I was so embarrassed. To be honest I thought that I did this to myself and it was sun poisoning and I didn't listen to anyone about protecting my skin or lips because duh I wanted to get super dark. Well if this was the product of sun poisoning then guess what I LEARNED MY LESSON! Please I'm sorry. 

The next morning after I got home I went straight to the Dr. because I needed to see what was going on with my lip- the Dr. I had because of course my Dr. wasn't in the office was an idiot because he was more concerned about my forehead peeling (um hello I was just in Mexico for a week and I laid out everyday idiot) and didn't see my blown up lips. Finally he noticed and said I had a staff infection. Wait what??? Yep, they think that my lips got chapped from the sun and because I went swimming in the ocean vs. the pool (um who wouldn't swim in the ocean vs. the pool- a pool is so accessible but not the ocean) and I got some random bacteria in chapped lips and boom that's where I am today. So two antibiotics - a oral 3x a day for 10 days and a cream 3x for 10 days later and I am finally on the home stretch! I couldn't even work out last week- KILLER!! 

The hubby has been great but trust me he has spared no expense at laughing at me whenever possible- for example: on our way home he goes, "Man going there you were fine coming home you're a one ticket of hot mess express." Yes thank you sweetie. Then because my lip hurt so bad I could only talk out of the left side of my mouth- so now he only talks to me out of his left side. Very funny. Haha. 

Here are some pics of my lip saga: 

Today it is almost keyword almost gone!! 

Thanks for being so patient and I can't wait to share about our vaca!