The Honeymoon Spirit

Early in the Christmas season last year, Mike and I were curled up watching a movie on the couch. We were both tired and he suggested we take a nap. I tried my hardest but as many of you know I love me some Christmas. So much so that I just couldn't take my mind off the upcoming holiday festivities. When Mike asked why I couldn't sleep, I replied "I am just so full of the Christmas spirit!" Someone was full of the honeymoon spirit because he couldn't sleep last night. He was up reading at 1 AM and was showered at 3:30. That someone is sleeping next to me with a bloody mary in hand at 7 AM on the first leg of out flight. This is Mike's first--opposed to the guy in front of us who has already been cut off on this flight. Ah that crazy honeymoon spirit. So far things have gone off without a hitch. We got picked up at 4:30 and made it to the airport without any issues. I have only told the lady at the counter checking out bags so far that this was our honeymoon. She got all excited...but no balloons or champagne or anything. If anyone is wondering on this vacation I will be reading a book. I usually try not to read anything but magazines, the NY Post, and TMZ (So long TomKat!) but I feel that maybe I should grow up and actually read some thing that is more than 1000 words long. This week I will be reading "Beautiful Ruins" by Jess Walter. I am hooked. It's a story that spans 1960s Italy all the way to present day Hollywood. If this book fails, I have Andy Cohen's book to fall back on. Figure some trashy Real Housewives stuff will keep me honest.