You know you don’t like cleaning bathrooms when you start using the other clean bathroom in the house.

If only it was this way in Orlando! I still love the Fall, the weather has cooled off to a high of 80 degrees, but the leaves don’t change color, yet. We have opened the windows in the morning and evening but it’s still too hot to keep them open during the day. I did wake up this morning and wanted a hot cup of coffee, despite the lack of a chill in the air. It would have to be a cup of decaf coffee.

Fall in Virginia where I grew up is so different from Fall in Orlando. But I still love the Fall. I love it so much I got married in October and I was born in October. I know I didn’t have anything to do with my birth but it proves that the Fall is the best season of all.

1) When the bride walks in with her father (or other escort) wait to see what the mother of the bride does. Don’t stand until she stands. Do what she does. I learned this the hard way at a formal wedding in South Carolina. I had no idea this was the rule until my mother-in-law pointed it out. The brides mom stayed seated and so we all quickly sat down. She wanted to be able to see her daughter walk down the aisle.

2) My own personal pet peeve: wearing jeans to weddings! I’ve been to several wedding in the last few years where guest’s came in jeans to classy weddings. Okay, so I’m in Florida and people are a little more laid back, but still, IT’S A WEDDING!!! I was raised believing it’s better to be dressed up than dressed down. In fact, my sister’s wedding website had on there that no one with jeans would be accepted into the wedding.

Can you all think of anything else? Or do you have any wedding pet peeves?

I’ve actually talked over this with my husband. He’s pulling for the Patriots. We’ve been talking about it a for a week.

So here are my reasons for wanting the Giants to win:
- I like Eli Manning just because he’s a Manning
- it would be cool if Eli won because then both Manning’s will have won a Super Bowl
- I don’t care for the Giants b/c I don’t really care for Tom Brady. He’s just not as good looking as everyone thinks he is, the main reason I don’t like him. I know he’s a good QB.
- I usually pull for the underdogs
- it would be cool the Giants broke the Patriots perfect record
- no opinion on the uniforms, they’re both pretty blah.

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So in the last month I’ve been doing a lot flying in the U.S. And just about every flight has had a problem. Let’s see:
~ Orlando to PR: cancelled and then bused to Tampa to get to PR in time (were
bumped up to first class!
~ PR to Orlando: nothing but we got bumped again to first class!
~ Orlando to DC : nothing
~ DC to Orlando : we flew in circles around Orlando for 45 min waiting for the
storms to clear. Of course it didn’t bother me b/c I was asleep the whole time.
~ Orlando to Denver: Nothing
~ Denver to Orlando: Stuck in Charlotte

Oh the fun of flying! It is nice being bumped up to better seats.

I thought for sure the motorcycle cop behind me wasn’t coming after me. But he was. Well, it turns out my pastor was going the same speed I was and he got the big speeding fine. My cop was nicer to me and lowered my speed and it saved me $100. And really I didn’t do anything or ask him to lower my fine. Sorry Mark. But I also got a fine for not have my insurance info with me so I’ll be downtown tomorrow getting it all fixed.

So I did I receive grace or mercy? Or both?

Either way, I’m glad for Jesus, that he died on the cross and rose again so I can have grace and mercy.

In both these flights:

Gate & boarding announcements in Orlando are said in Spanish. They are not translated into English for people like Rob who don’t speak English. But, luckily he has me.

People are talking all throughout the safety presentation so you can’t even hear the intercom person.

The flight is generally louder than an all American flight.

Always clap when you land in Puerto Rico.