We’re Back

Well, hello my friends! I am happy to announce that we are back from our cruise. We had a great time this past week partying and hanging out with the extended family. We did so much that I feel like I need to take another vacation to rest from this one. 

We were able to celebrate Thanksgiving on the cruise but it was not the same as being home. On Thursday evening the dining room gave us the option of ordering turkey, stuffing, sweet potatoes, and pumpkin pie but it was not as good as my family’s home cooking. We decided that we are going to cook a belated Thanksgiving dinner on Tuesday night. We also got a watch a little bit of the Macy’s Thanksgiving day parade, which is a tradition for our family.

Our cruise took us to Nassau, St. Thomas, and St. Marteen. Our first stop was Nassau. Most of you already know how I feel about disgusting, overcrowded, and touristy Nassau so I will skip my commentary on it. Next stop was St. Thomas. When we got off the ship we immediately caught a 15 minute ferry to St. John and spent the day there. I highly recommend visiting St. John. It was one the most beautiful islands I had ever visited. It was quaint, clean, and the beaches took my breath away. We rented jeeps and drove around the island but ended up spending most of the day in Trunk Bay playing in the ocean. I could have not asked for a better day.

Our travels then took us to St. Marteen. I had never been there before and do not recommend it. You are not missing anything, trust me. The island is split in half with one side being owned by France and the other side by Holland. We stayed on the Dutch side because we were told the French side was dirty and rude. Needless to say, the island was overcrowded and the only thing it had to offer was tacky tourist stores. The beaches were packed wall-to- wall with people and chairs. We ended up parking ourselves on a bench for a few hours to people watch then ended up moseying back to the ship around lunch time. 

Overall it was good trip. A few highlights for me were celebrating my grandparents 63rd wedding anniversary, Brittany playing in a game show, and Scott singing karaoke (he was a big hit, and all the ladies loved him). I didn’t bring my camera so I have to wait to get pictures from Boyd before I can post any.

This Girls Ankles Look Like Rubber

I love how the news anchors are laughing their heads off when the model falls.

Funny Story

Remember the post about how I was crafty and decided to make letters that spell “indulge” and put them in my kitchen? They look like this:

A few Friday nights ago I had a girls sleep-over at my house with Krista, Brittany, Cassidy, and Liz. One of the times I went to the bathroom Brittany had the idea of switching around the letters to make them say “Nude.” As I was in the bathroom all the girls are up on my counter scrambling the letters around and trying to make as little noise as possible. As soon as I walked out of the bathroom I immediately noticed the change and we had a good laugh. 

Fast forward a few weeks to a Sunday night. Our church was having a new members class which was supposed to meet at a nearby coffee shop, however, the owners forgot to show up and unlock the doors so they ended up having the meeting at our house. There were about 20 people here and most of them I had never met before. They had never been to our home so I was trying my hardest to be the best little hostess they had ever seen. At one point during the meeting Brittany catches my eye and points to my kitchen. I look over and suddenly realize that I had forgotten to switch the letters back! There they were in plain view for everyone to see: NUDE. My face got so red and I could have died. Now these people’s first impression of us must be that we are freaks who love to prance around naked.

Later on in the evening I ended up being able to explain to them what the deal was and they all started cracking up and looked extremely relieved. They were all like, “Oh good, we kept looking at them and thinking what is up with these people?”  They were very glad to know that their worship leader and his wife were not some sex freaks or something. 

The moral of this story is never let a sister with a creative imagination run around unsupervised in your home.

scary

Scott and I had a Birthday dinner to go to tonight and left around 6 when it was already dark. We pulled out of our subdivision and onto Burnt Mill Road. As we got near the end of the road where there are woods on either side I saw a large animal dash in front of the car. At first I thought it was a stray dog but when I took a second look I realized it was a grey coyote! Scott spotted it at the same time and yelled, “Erica, that was a coyote!”

I had no idea that there were coyotes in Florida. It creeps me out knowing that there is a coyote (maybe more) roaming around in my neighborhood. When I got home I did some research and found out that there are about 100,000 of them in Florida and that they prey on cats and small dogs. I will now think twice about going for a run with William at dusk.