Alone........ :(

So Matt, my brother Robert, and Brother in Law, Waddy all left town this afternoon for a "boys weekend" in California. This is only the second time that we've been apart at night since we've been married. I know that I should be out all night long partying it up with my girls, but I've got two midterms and quizzes next week. One of the quizzes is over a book that I have yet to read. That, along with preparing my lesson for Sunday will prove to keep me pretty busy, and keep my mind off the fact that my man is gone... :( I'm a big baby. I know. I don't mind if you think it, either.

I'm about to freak out.

For the past 4 days, my upper left eyelid has been twitching non-stop. I have had an eye twitch before, but none that have lasted THIS long... Has anyone else ever had this happen to them?? And what can I do about it?? And please DO NOT tell me it's stress, or anything like that. For those that know me know that I have NOTHING to stress about... No kids, no debt, no nothin...

Update... :)

So like always, it's been quite sometime since I've blogged... But I've an excuse this time!! We have been busy. Seriously though... Matt took me to Disneyland for my birthday!! :) Happiest freaking place EVER! And I won't tell about all the fun stories, cause the reason people even check blogs is to see pictures.. (Guilty) So... Here they are, with minimal commentary...

This was the best that we could do... There was no one around to take it for us...

So we rode some super sweet, too slow, Matt going the wrong way on the track and screwing everyone up as well as pissing every parent off bumper cars... :)

I'm pretty upset that I was the only idiot on the whole freaking raft that got smashed by this tidal wave of water, while the Canadians across from me laughed at me and tried to make light of a terrible situation. I wanted to recklessly unbuckle my safety strap and punch them in their freaking tourist faces..................

And we are stuffing our faces with the famous chowder and gumbo in the bread bowls. Which were the bomb. BUT there were only 8 tables that sat 4, snuggly, in the vicinity, so I pretty much had to beat off any little families, and mothers with strollers to get us a seat. It got pretty crazy.

The calm before the storm... I don't know why we decided to do this one again. Although, THIS time, and dare I say fortunately, a precious little Asian family in the raft with us got the brunt of the impact. But I had no sympathy for them. I was there, YESTERSDAY.

And we rode some freaking sweet freaking sweet Tower of Terror, when I'm convinced Matt shat himself cause he didn't know what to expect. And obviously, I wouldn't warn him of anything...

Double fisting it... Fatty turkey leg and chimichanga. I don't regret that for a minute.

Matt wanted to be a part of the turkey leg festivities...

And here's Matt buying us our first, ceremonial churro of the vacation...

And again we plaved the "Laura is the only one that's allowed to get wet on these freaking rides that we are stupid enough to ride AT NIGHT, IN THE DARK, WHEN IT'S COLD OUTSIDE!!!

We got on the tea cups, knowing very well that we would regret it immediately. Also, we told ourselves that we wouldn't spin the wheel, which failed as well. But we got the best color. So I guess all in all it made that venture worth it. Kind of....

And we finally stuffed our faces again...

And finally, Matt met his all time childhood hero and personal mentor... The M-Mizzle.