So Jason told me that in my last post I sounded like I was talking to myself...
But I have realized I dont know how to not do that. So I guess if you like reading a blog that sounds like the author is talking to herself. This is the blog for you.
Three weeks ago Jason and I FINALLY went on our honeymoons.
Before I was married I didn't understand the importance of honeymoons. But now let me get on a soapbox and tell you how great they really are.
You see you spend months trying to plan a wedding, and after months of planning, staying up late, basically never sleeping, stuffing envelopes, and all the other glorious stuff that comes along with being engaged. Well Jason and I got engaged in the middle of a semester, we had to come back for 2 more months of classes. Two. Long. Months. I hadn't realized how burnt out I really was. But now that we are back. I have all this energy and its great. So moral of the story go on a honeymoon. And don't wait to months. Ok? ok.
So on our little vacation we went to a Diamondbacks game. I love going to baseball games. It's the only sport that I somewhat understand. Friday night we headed into downtown Phoenix, dressed in our finest baseball tee's ready for some good grub and a good game. We got there early to meet up with my aunt and uncle for dinner and were some of the only few in the stadium. We were early so we were walking around when suddenly there was a HUGE group of people around us, I looked up and happened to capture one of the people passing us eye's and quickly looked away. Their face was not normal. Upon looking again I realized we were surrounded in a huge group of people who all were dressed the same. Basically their clothes looked like they were straight from 1852. And their faces. Also from 1852. Yeah, somehow we had come to a Diamondbacks game on Zombie Night. It's a thing. Has a hashtag and everything. Well basically I was freaked out, one of them touched me. I cried a little and was on edge the ENTIRE night. They were everywhere.
So moral of this second story, make sure you research your baseball games. Dont go on Zombie night.
The End.
Oh wait pictures
But I have realized I dont know how to not do that. So I guess if you like reading a blog that sounds like the author is talking to herself. This is the blog for you.
Three weeks ago Jason and I FINALLY went on our honeymoons.
Before I was married I didn't understand the importance of honeymoons. But now let me get on a soapbox and tell you how great they really are.
You see you spend months trying to plan a wedding, and after months of planning, staying up late, basically never sleeping, stuffing envelopes, and all the other glorious stuff that comes along with being engaged. Well Jason and I got engaged in the middle of a semester, we had to come back for 2 more months of classes. Two. Long. Months. I hadn't realized how burnt out I really was. But now that we are back. I have all this energy and its great. So moral of the story go on a honeymoon. And don't wait to months. Ok? ok.
So on our little vacation we went to a Diamondbacks game. I love going to baseball games. It's the only sport that I somewhat understand. Friday night we headed into downtown Phoenix, dressed in our finest baseball tee's ready for some good grub and a good game. We got there early to meet up with my aunt and uncle for dinner and were some of the only few in the stadium. We were early so we were walking around when suddenly there was a HUGE group of people around us, I looked up and happened to capture one of the people passing us eye's and quickly looked away. Their face was not normal. Upon looking again I realized we were surrounded in a huge group of people who all were dressed the same. Basically their clothes looked like they were straight from 1852. And their faces. Also from 1852. Yeah, somehow we had come to a Diamondbacks game on Zombie Night. It's a thing. Has a hashtag and everything. Well basically I was freaked out, one of them touched me. I cried a little and was on edge the ENTIRE night. They were everywhere.
So moral of this second story, make sure you research your baseball games. Dont go on Zombie night.
The End.
Oh wait pictures
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