it's a "because-we-feel-like-it-moon!"

We just got back from our week-long cruise to the western Caribbean on Sunday.  This is our third trip, and although each time is a blast, it's just not nearly long enough!  We'd done this trip before- it was the first one Scot took me on, as a surprise vacation after we'd been dating only like 3 months.  It includes Royal Caribbean's private port in Labadee, Haiti, then Falmouth, Jamaica (or, as the Georgia woman behind us in line called it "Fowl-mowth"), Georgetown, Grand Cayman (we'd move here, but auto fuel is $9 a LITER and we paid $27 for a burger and a beer!), and finally Cozumel, Mexico.

He splurged this time and got us a suite room, which, in cruise ship terms, is the size of your standard hotel room.  However, I was glad to have the balcony space again, and hey- no "shower pod!"  We had a real bathtub instead, and a bathroom that was NOT smaller than our hall closet this time.

We enjoyed lots of champagne and cocktails and amazing food- our Sept 2nd departure was actually the debut sailing for the newly redesigned menu so it was very surprising!  We did a lot of laying around- on the beach, by the pool, on the balcony- as well as enjoyed onshore excursions to visit Good Hope Estate in Jamaica, swimming with dolphins and sting rays in Grand Cayman, and participating in the Amazing Cozumel Race in Mexico.  I looooooooved the Amazing Race- it's like the TV show in that we were all in teams and had to solve for clues and complete tasks at all these different locations around downtown Cozumel, racing around the city by foot.  Scot and I ended up finishing second (we got lost on our way to the final destination!) and it calculated out to be about 4.5 miles we ran around...in flip flops.  Neither one of us could move very much the next day.  But our silver medals were totally worth it.

Now for the awkward part of the trip...which seemed to pop into random conversation with anyone we spoke to EVERY SINGLE DAY.  The elephant in the room, so to speak.  The topic which has never even been brought up at our house, never offered on to the table for possible discussion, never even joked about except by our friends to us...it came in two forms on this trip, no fewer than 6 times- "So, are you guys on your honeymoon?" and "How long have you two been married?"  (also in the form of "Oh you two would be GREAT on the Love And Marriage Game Show! [one of RC's special night audience-participation shows]") 

Um.

"No, just vacation"  and "We're not..."

Now, that's fine...once.  Twice even.  Haha, let's share a laugh.  But every day?  It's a taboo subject in our house, I suppose.  A taboo subject in our entire relationship.  2 and a half years together isn't a long time, is it?  The "L-word" is used all the time, but the "M-word?"  No way.  I'M sure as hell ain't gonna bring it up, I'm too big of a chicken.  He tells me all the time I have nothing to worry about, I mean- I'm not afraid I'm going to get kicked out of the house, we get along swimmingly, and everyone is happy.  I certainly don't feel a burning need to get knocked up (which would require immediate conversation of the "M-word!") so we'll have to come up with a more clever response to these innocent remarks I'm sure we'll hear again next year.

Anyway, tangent over LOL- enjoy some pictures of our trip