Shamu...

Wes surveying Shamu very intently.

Shamu saying hi.

Our Family.

Let me start by saying that I am not the first person to volunteer to play dominos or even and card game. Okay, any game at all. And for that matter I was always reluctant to go to amusement parks and such things because well, I was always busy with sports so I like to be home when I could.

But now, since sports have taken a back seat and I mean like back of the bus seat, I have changed. I like to go places that are new and enjoy them as much as Wes does...most of the time. Sitting and watching Seseame Street characters parade around stage isn't exactly my cup of tea, but for the sake of Wes I would do just that. Wil and I have been talking about going to Sea World San Antonio, TX for a couple of weeks now. But with some slight bad weather and just other things to go and see we just hadn't gotten around to going. Upon realizing that our time in San Antonio is about to end we decided that this is the weekend that we are going, no matter what!

I started the day a little grumpy. Wes was reluctant to get dressed and sit in his carseat for yet another ride and Wil..well, if you know Wil, you know he is always in good spirits ( such a good man ) Our drive was almost over and I could see the park. My excitement was on overdrive. I wouldn't even let a $15.00 parking fee ruin my day at Sea World. We made it to the park just in time to catch the opening show for Shamu. We sprinted down to the middle section and got prime seats. All three of us were just so ready for the show to begin.

The show was uh, amazing. I was filled with all the emotions you can possibly think of and yes, I think I might have shed a tear when they played the sappy music and the killer whale moved gracefully through the water gliding ever so elegantly. Isn't that odd..killer whale and graceful in one sentence. But that is exactly what it was. Wil, Wes, and I had the best time. All of you should go.

The day was filled with new experiences and I am so happy that I got to finally see Shamu that I think I could burst!

Man Up...

The Bachelor has been one of my favorite shows since college. Our friends would gather at someones house and sit around the miniature T.V. sets and during commercials discuss rather excitedly about what we just saw. We would debate about which one was our favorite, least favorite, and laugh at the weird, awkwardness of the whole situation. It was an event, Monday night Bachelor nights!!

There have been many many moments in which the show has disappointed me, but nevertheless, I remained a faithful fan and continued to watch the next seasons episodes. But I have to honestly say that this seasons ending had literally made me think that this is my last season of The Bachelor. Firstly, I would like to state that I did not want DeAnna to choose Jason in the last season of The Bachelorette. He was all gushy and not even cute, to be honest, and he just was I don't know, I liked the other guy better. So I wasn't surprised to see his numerous scenes where he shed tear, after tear, and freakin' tear. It was so annoying. Man up. ( I can't believed I just used that term)

Secondly, I can't believe that he broke up with Melissa after choosing her and proposing. Then, he was crying as he was telling her! He didn't have any answers to really let her know what he was thinking other than he just wanted to be with Molly because it wasn't working out between them like he had hoped it would have. It was even a little uncomfortable to watch. Although, I did feel some slight satisfaction when she called him a bastard. It was just an awful thing to do to someone. Jason kept saying that he came to the show to find someone to spend the rest of his life with and that was his goal. It doesn't matter what the price is so he stomps on poor Melissa's heart in the process. Ugh, what a ducshbag.

Thirdly, I was appalled when he asked Molly for another chance and said that he really loved her and wanted to be with her and immediately began kissing her and hugging..ew. What kind of real person really does that? So Jason's whole mister nice guy, always getting hurt, never getting the right girl..well, ya' right.

So my whole rant and rave about Jason's wrong doings make me so glad that I have such a wonderful husband who makes me so happy. I am truly blessed that he loves me when I have disheveled hair in the morning, when I am grumpy, and most of all for when I am just being me...:)