And it begins...

Hello everyone. So it's been quite some time since I last posted. I just haven't felt inspired to write about anything, although quite a lot has happened within the past couple months. Starting off the month of April, my Man-Candy got sick over Easter, and then I proceeded to get sick the week after. Damn germs. This left me highly unmotivated to work out or do much of anything for that matter before we left for our Florida vacation. It also caused me to miss Lulu's birthday party, which I was most upset about.

Anyways, we got well in time for Florida, which is a good thing. We ended up renting a car to drive down rather than put the miles and wear and tear on our own whips. The rental car we ended up getting was a brand new, black Dodge Charger, which let me tell you was friggin awesome. I don't usually speed much when driving in my own bumblebee, but thanks to the good old Charger, we were cruising right along on the way down and back. The first part of our trip was going to a condo in Daytona Beach, which we also went to last year. Our first two days held gorgeous weather for us, so we pretty much just laid out and got crispy. The third day was a little overcast and rainy so we tooled around Daytona and did some sightseeing. That Monday and Tuesday we went to Disney World which I will say, was just as amazing if not more than I remembered it. The last time I was there, I think I was 11 or 12, so of course many things have changed, and this time I wasn't afraid to ride the rides. Except for the Tower of Terror. I wouldn't ride that. Sorry. Call me lame, but I hate those drop rides. D and I agreed that probably the best ride was Aerosmith's Rockin Rollercoaster at Hollywood Studios. It was an indoor rollercoaster with music blasting, that launches you from 0-60 mph in something like 3 seconds or some craziness like that. Space Mountain was sweet, and of course we ended up in the front of the log on Splash Mountain, so needless to say we were probably soaked for an hour. Wet shorts suck. Wet clothes in general are a pet peeve of mine. Anyways, we kicked ass at seeing and riding everything we had intended to. We made it to all 4 parks in 2 days. We even managed to catch the fireworks show, Wishes Nighttime Spectacular, at the Magic Kingdom, which I think may be my favorite park. We stayed at the Port Orleans-Riverside Resort - just for one night. It was extremely nice and clean, and very moderately priced...for Disney. I think the longest line we waited in was 55 minutes so we did really well. Although, I know it wasn't technically "really" crowded, it was still packed. *Note to parents* - Watch your f-ing kids!!!! If you don't care enough to notice that they have now kicked the back of me 20 times while waiting in line for Small World, then you obviously are a bad parent, and probably will lose your kid at Disney World anyways. Unless you have one of those leash-y things of course, which I am starting to like more and more. I think D described it best: "It's like a Browns game on sugar." Well put my good sir. We walked for 14 hours the first day, and something like 12 hours the second. Needless to say, we were sore as hell. Neither of us are what you might call overly active. Or active at all if we are being honest. We left Tuesday night to go back to Daytona and made it back for the second half of the Cavs vs. Bulls game, Game number 5. Too bad that win doesn't matter now...

The rest of of our Daytona trip was relaxing and we even discovered a few new places that we will probably go back to. And by places, I mean bars. We made it home in one piece just in time for Derek and Ann's Annual Derby Party. Fun times were had by friends, family, and family friends as always, and as always Ann made a ton of great food complete with Derby pie. As I am writing this, I now realize that I totally forgot to try it. There's always next year. It took a little adjusting to get back into "work" mode after vacation, but luckily we had Becky and Shane's wedding on the agenda. The weekend after we got back from FL, the Man-Candy had Shane's bachelor party at our house. Unluckily for them it was cold and it rained on and off all day. Luckily for them, they are boys and could care less if it was below zero and a blizzard. The party was a success, or so I was told, as I retreated to Lynds and Vito's that evening.

Finally this past weekend was the wedding, which kicks off the start of our wedding season. Becky was a beautiful bride, and Shane was a glowing groom. For real, not just saying it. I even saw Shane dance for the first time, and he even smiled for pictures. Amazing stuff I tell you. I think we all had a blast, to say the least. The Man-Candy was the Best Man, and for having a pulled-out-of-his-ass, impromptu speech, was great. I was honestly very proud of him, although for his profession it requires him to open his fat trap quite often while thinking on his toes. Honey, if you read this, just know that I love your fat trap. Anyways, next up is Sarah's wedding shower and bachelorette party complete with limo bus. I am pumped for the upcoming festivities and hopefully I will be more inspired to not go another 2 months without blogging. Wish me luck.