Sunday, October 31, 2010

Second Honeymoon!

In a few weeks, we're going on our second honeymoon! Feel free to start hating us. Hard to believe it's been a year since we were on our first honeymoon in the Dominican! We've been saving up our Air Miles for years and years until we'd have enough for a decent trip. Last year, we were *close* to having enough, so a year later, and many many trips to Rona, the Liquor Mart (yeah, that was a lot of work and arm twisting...) and Safeway for bonus miles, between the two of us we managed to collect about 8500 Air Miles. It is enough that the trip costs us 1/3 the normal price. The trip, for both of us, for a week, all-inclusive, is only costing us $900 instead of $2600. Did I mention that you can feel free to start hating us? Yeah, well, when you're only saddled with a ridiculous mortgage and a cat with kidney failure that requires pills, shots and special expensive food, you may as well blow all your Air Miles and nearly a grand on a trip. You'd be stupid not to!! We just loved the Gran Ventana and the Dominican Republic so much that we talk about going back all the time. I was looking at other all-inclusive resorts in the same area (Jamaica was top of my list, as was Costa Rica) but we just kept coming back to how much we loved the Gran Ventana. So, we're going back.

And yes, I know what you're all thinking so I'll beat you too it. No, this trip is not about making a baby. It's because we want to, can afford to, and will go to a fantastic resort, drink rum, and soak in Dominican sun for a week for $900. Nyah nyah nyah! :-P I know... I'm ridiculously mature for my age. But I get enough flack from my seriously-overly-concerned-about-my-reproductive-status co-workers with their constant opinions about why I'm not pregnant yet, that we need a week off in the 200% humidity, melanoma-inducing sun to get away from their daily advice about what worked for them, or recommendations from their friend of a friend of a niece of a neighbour. I'd like to pretend that I'm exaggerating about their daily comments, but I'm really not. I put on a little weight, they comment that I'm "starting to show" and rub my belly. Oh yes, that actually happened, (hence the new treadmill which I am using regularly). I complain that I'm not feeling well, eyebrows shoot up and a big grin spreads across their face with a "knowing" smile. Since when did sinus headache qualify as a symptom of pregnancy?! *sigh*

(follow-up... Just checked on WestJet Vacations and the trip we're taking is on sale for $750 per person, nearly $530 per person less than we're paying for the same dates. Dammit!!!)

4 comments:

Unknown said...

LMAO re 2nd paragraph. Been letting that build up for a little while? ;-) Have a grand time. I am suitably jealous.

Brendon and Eilean said...

In the last month, the advice I've been given includes:
"Relax. When you stop worrying about it, it'll happen!"
"You have to schedule sex every day for 30 days."
"Get really really drunk, it's like being back in high school."
"Don't drink."
"Take more vitamins"
"Eat more dairy"
"Take your temperature"

and my personal favourite
"Are you sure there isn't something wrong with you? Maybe you should find out because of your age, you don't have much time left."

Unknown said...

Could be fun to combine some of those tidbits of advice. You know ... get drunk on Bailey's every day for the 30 days you're scheduling sex. That'll cover dairy, getting drunk and the 30 day thing. Heck, take your temperature too and down some vitamins with your alcohol.

Sasha said...

I always just tell people that I am not sure if I like kids...that tends to prevent too many follow-up questions! :)

And now the countdown to your trip begins...