Go team Venture!

Well, for those of you who don't read Liz, we're on our honeymoon! Yay! We're in Miami right now, basically waiting around until it's time to leave on the cruise. At that point you won't hear from us until next Saturday at the earliest (not that either of us post all that often anymore anyway). I'm way excited!

I left work early yesterday, and all my coworkers are insanely jealous. I don't feel bad, however, because I had to bust my ass to get all my work done before deadlines. Most of the deadlines are, in fact, in the middle of next week, so I had to get my layouts done last week and finish up all my cover stuff yesterday and send them out to authors. I feel a little bad, because I know I didn't work nearly as hard on covers this month because I kept thinking "Honeymoon in xx days! I've frelling earned this!"

OKC airport was super easy. The flight to Dallas sucked, because the plane was small and there were bunches of antsy kids. That and I haven't flown since I was about 7, and I've since developed a slight fear of flying, so the first flight was really tense. We landed fine, no turbulance or anything, got to the Dallas airport. We had almost no time to get to our connecting flight, which was on the other damned side of the airport, but the had a shuttle, so it was all good. And our flight was delayed anyway, so my whole "holy crap, we're going to be late!" speech was moot.

Flight to Miami was better, because I'd gotten over the whole "flying makes me nervous," thing. I'm still uneasy, and turbulance scares the crap out of me and makes me thing "If the floor were to crumble out from under me, I would fall to my death," Plus there was in flight entertainment, which was terrible, but it helped to pass the time.

Baggage claim was at the ass-end of the other side of the airport in Miami, so we had to walk for freaking ever. Made me realize just how out of shape I am.

Being by the beach is nice. I haven't seen the ocean since I was about 12 (my Grandparent's 50th anniversary. Kathy, do you remember when exactly that was?), and I haven't been to Florida since I was 7 (that last time I flew), so it's a definite change of pace from the plains and mountains I'm used to.

So, honeymoon time. Unless you're bleeding out your eyes or your organs are exploding, don't call us. I don't have my phone, but Liz has hers, but it's like $5 a minute to talk and 25 cents a text. That, and we're on our honeymoon. Leave us the hell alone. We'll each be keeping individual journals of our adventures, but we won't have internets and we'll be enjoying ourselves, so expect to really long updates when we get back.