We made it home from California in two pieces and now it's time to share the hilarious stories from our honeymoon.
The first little event happened Saturday morning. We spent the night at the Camelback Inn where apparently they pride themselves in having all sorts of authentic foreigners in their restaurants.
Everyone was sitting outside enjoying their omelets and french toast so we decided to join them - the only issue was that we didn't know how. There was a lady standing behind the desk in front of an empty eating area inside and we had no idea how to get what we wanted so I asked the lady, pointing to the people eating on the patio, "Are they... from in here?"
Seeing that she was obviously not understanding me I asked, "Is their food from here?" She had a really thick accent and started to mumble something about not understanding me when Brandon stepped in with "What she's trying to say is..." and asked how we go about ordering our breakfast. Thank goodness for husbands to take over when you can't even put a sentence together!
That afternoon we parked our car in a lot by the airport and as I got my bags out I realized I didn't have my wallet. The government shut down when I was going to get a passport so I had absolutely no ID! We decided to head to the airport anyways and hope there would be a way for me to still get on our flight. On the drive there we ended up calling Brandon's mother, my mother, Tyler and my Grandma. We asked everyone to look where they could hoping they would miraculously find my missing wallet so that we wouldn't have to postpone the honeymoon.
After talking to our entire family, the day after we got married, we milked the honeymoon story for all it was worth at the check-in counter. I waited with a security lady who was on hold with "the powers to be" for about 15 minutes and then she asked me all sorts of questions for about 10 minutes. Once I told her who lives at what address and recited the last four digits of about every number I have memorized I was cleared! Wahoo! I went through basic security, got the super ultra pat down and we were off! This was not the funny part.
The funny part came on Sunday when I was looking for gum in my bag and what should I find instead but my wallet!!!!!! Partially relieved but mostly frustrated with myself I turned to Brandon and showed him my discovery - he bent over in laughter and proceeded to call his family with the news.
The last story is very short. We were watching TV one night when a commercial came on that said "Christmas is right around the corner...." at which point I yelled out, "Christmaaaaaaaasssssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" and Brandon joined me :) Apparently two seven-year-olds got married last week!
Now it's back to the grind of daily life and I'll admit that I'm less-than-thrilled about that. However, there's nothing quite like officially having that better half to rely on and it's been worth every awkwardly funny story thus far <3
