Home Sweet Home

Jared & I got home from Florida last night. Our plane landed at about 9:50pm and I wanted to kiss the ground when we landed. We didn't have a bad flight or anything but God do I hate flying! Our flight to Florida was quite interesting. We were all boarded on the airplane and all the sudden the pilot comes out and says Hi Everyone! the flight is going to be delayed a little while because an indicator light went on in the cockpit. Someone is coming to take a look at it to figure out what the problem is and after that we should be good to go! I was like are you kidding me??! Im already drugged up on two ativans and all ready to take off and he has to spring this on me! What the heck is an indicator light!? Isn't that the light that goes off in your car that says check engine or add oil or something??

Needless to say it didn't sit too well with me but the flight ended up being fine and we landed safe and sound to and from Boston. I will have to say it is never easy for me to fly though. I absolutely hate it. I think I squeezed Jared's hand so hard on the flight home that I almost ripped it off! ( ;

Jared & I had a blast on our vacation. We went to the beach practically everyday, ate greasy food, & went to a baseball game at Dodger stadium. I had a really good time but I always have a good time with Ja. It was hard for us to leave Florida. We want to move there now! Maybe someday.