Ya'll I've been a little stressed lately. Work is super busy right now and it feels like there are a million things to get done before I leave everyday. Luckily for me, when I am done with work, I get to come home. And not plan a wedding. I cannot tell you how happy that makes me. For serious.
That being said, I am feeling very nostalgic for my honeymoon...and the beach...and definitely the cocktails. So here I am, dreaming about the next vacation we're gonna take (even though we have no plans to take a vacation for a while) and then I realized I never shared any of my amazing honeymoon with you! It was seriously the BEST trip I have ever had and by far the most relaxing.
We went to Secrets Maroma Beach Resort in the Riviera Maya area of Mexico (near Cancun). We flew direct from Cincinnati into Cancun (about 3 hours) and were greeted with a mimosa on the plan and a hot towel! We arrived at the hotel at about 8:00pm in Cancun and were greeted with more champagne. We ordered room service once we unpacked and put on the over-sized cotton robes they had waiting for us in the rooms and just vegged for the first time in weeks. We had only gotten maybe 4 hours of sleep the night before and after traveling all day, it was heaven.
The next morning we woke up and ordered room service again for breakfast before heading out to the pool. The pool....was...amaze-balls. Food, drinks, ice cream, and whatever else you want right at your fingertips. Husband was completely mesmerized by the swim up bar. No, he really did not want to leave once we sat down and got our drinks. He kept saying, "We're in the pool. And at the bar. We are sitting on bar stools...in the pool." I get it sweetie. I really get it.
We lounged all day by the pool before heading back to the room for what would become a daily nap. I seriously never napped so much in my life. For whatever reason, relaxing was exhausting. The first few nights we were there, we tried to make it around to all the different restaurants before venturing back to our favorite places.
On the second day we went out to the beach. I die. No really, I die. I have NEVER seen sand as white as it was there, nor water so blue. If you looked up the definition of aquamarine, a picture of this beach would be there. It was relaxing and beautiful and not crowded at all which I loved.
In the evenings we spent time in the main lobby enjoying drinks and taking advantage of the free wifi! We walked around the resort at night and even caught a show one of the evenings...the same evening I volunteered us for the newlywed game in the resort night club. But that's another story.
So without further ado...here is a picture recap (well, more like picture overload) of our honeymoon:
First day at the Pool!
Reading
After dinner our first night
Laying in one of the many hammocks around the resort
One of many pictures I took like this...so relaxing!
beach bums!
Dinner at the Italian restaurant with a gorgeous sunset behind me
My husband with a hunk of food in his mouth
Beach!
Margarita and 50 Shades of Grey (which every single girl on the resort was reading)
Cheesing on the beach!
On our way to the pool :)
The time I tried a pina colada...yuck!
Before dinner, mid week. This was in front of the swim out pool we had at our room.
Showing off
When in Mexico....
Right after he discovered on of his favorite bourbons on the resort...Who wouldn't marry this guy?
Swimming in our private pool at night :)
Another arm out pic of the two of us...one of our last days on the beach
lounging by the pool right before lunch.
Eating dessert!
After I volunteered us for the newlywed game...husband was less than thrilled!
Love
Happy Honeymoon!
Toasting on our last full day at the resort.
Dinner our final night...back at the Italian restaurant
We are married...for realz.
This is no joke what the beach looked like. It was gorgeous!
We had quite an eventful weekend around this household. Saturday started with rain. Lots of it. We had planned to take our puppies to the Woodland Park Dog Paddle first thing, but it was cold and rainy and I opted for a little additional sleep instead. A couple hours later and several episodes of Properties Brothers, husband and I finally got off our asses and went for a run. The temperature was perfect!
I had been excited for weeks about taking our dogs to the dog paddle and wearing them out. Sawyer loves the water and Jax had never been so I was anxious to see how he would react. For those of you who don't know what the dog paddle is, it is something they do right before they drain the pool for the season. They throw hundreds of tennis balls in and let all the dogs come and swim and play until their tongues fall off. Or until their owners get tired of getting the wet "shake off" from strange dogs.
As soon as we walked in the gate and let the monsters off their leashes, Sawyer immediately ran toward the pool where all the shiny tennis balls were. Jax immediately ran as far away from us as he could and towards the nearest dog who would let him sniff its ass. That's pretty much where he stayed for the hour we were there, with the exception of when we threw him into the pool. That went over like a fart in church. Jax gave us a scathing look, climbed out, and wouldn't come near us the rest of the afternoon. Sawyer, on the other hand, swam for an hour straight, sometimes with 2 tennis balls in his mouth.
As you can see, a good time was had by all...plus, there was the added bonus of smelling like "wet dog" for the next 2 hours as well!
After an eventful Saturday at the dog park and hanging with old friends in Louisville on Saturday night, I was anxious to get home on Sunday morning at R-E-L-A-X. I had big plans for grocery shopping, a new dinner recipe, and to try out my new stand mixer from Williams Sonoma...all followed by a serious nap. Well, the universe laughed at my plans, and after getting home at about 11:00am on Sunday and starting my chores, this happened:
That, friends, is what I like to call "a problem with the garbage disposal". I cleaned out the fridge and sent some old food down the grinder after I had started the dishwasher. No big deal, right? I mean, it's not like I put egg shells or chicken bones down there. Of course my immediate reaction was to continue to grind until it went down. Strangely, that did not work. I let it be for a couple hours while I mopped the floor and cleaned all the dog towels we had taken to the dog paddle on Saturday, then I consulted the ol' Google search engine for the answer to my problem. Clearly, it was drano and a plunger. Off to the store I went.
I returned armed with groceries for the week and a renewed confidence in my plumbing skills. On the way home I had even told my brother, "I'm on my way home to make the garbage disposal my bitch!" Yeah...those words happened.
After drano-maxx, and a plunger, this was the end result:
Time to consult google again. Guess what I learned...pasta is bad for garbage disposals. Who knew? I thought back to the week-old fettuccine I shoved down there mere minutes before this nonsense occurred. There was only one thing to do, and it involved a wrench.
I finally called husband and let him know what was going on in our kitchen. "I think I need to open up this P-shaped pipe" I said. He told me to get a big bucket and put it under the pipe because as soon as I removed it, water would come out. We agreed that the 5 gallon bucket in the garage would be fine. We were wrong. I had the pipe unscrewed for exactly half a second (long enough to see that it was full of pasta) before I was surrounded by water. Dirty, congealed, garbage disposal, old food, nasty, water. I literally blinked and the water from the sinks were on the floor...the bucket was completely full and so was the kitchen. {Insert panic here}. I got my wits about me long enough to remember the stack of freshly cleaned towels in the laundry room and I went to town cleaning up the smelly mess. The good news was that the sinks were empty and the pipes were now clean.
I think we can all agree on this one that even though I put the pasta down the disposal, this is clearly my husband's fault. You with me?
An hour after this water chaos ensued, I mopped the floors for the second time that day and washed the towels for the second time as well. By 4:00pm I was exhausted, but I'll be damned if I wasn't going to break in my stand mixer! I made Apple Cinnamon muffins for us for the week, and they were delicious. So delicious in fact that 2 of them went missing after leaving them alone to cool with the dogs.
So, a couple things we learned this weekend...Jax hates water, I hate garbage disposal water, I'm a muffin-baking goddess, and a master plumber.
Tired of wedding stuff yet? I kinda don't blame you. But too bad. After a year of planning and neglecting this 'lil old blog of mine, I can't help but share all the fun detail of the day. This post will mostly be pictures - you know, the ones we might actually frame :)
The Girls:
It was sooo hot! I love this pic of the gals helping me air out my legs while we walked.
Gorgeous gals :)
Maid of Honor/Sister and Me
Matching tattoos.
Me and both my sissies!
And of course our bridesmaid pic...inspired by the below pic...
