Eagles, Orcas, and Dolphins Oh My

We watched killer whales for an hour this morning, running from one side of the ship to the other in a frenzy of excitement. DG has a good eye. Yesterday, we saw our first bald eagle. It was amazing. We are back to land tomorrow. *sniff* Tonight is our last formal dinner with Debravko and Lorenzo our wait staff and our fun table.

It's the Motion of the Ocean

I don't know if it is good or bad that I am posting from our honeymoon.

2100 guests
895 crew
food for 2.1 million
5 course meals every night
full breakfast and lunch buffets
have I mentioned the food??

Having a great time! Pictures to come.

3, 2, 1

It's honeymoon time.

This week will be the longest I will go without posting as I don't think we will have interenet connectivity on the ship. But when I get back, I'll have daily diatribes on life on the ship, whether or not I used the workout clothes or wore the 6 pairs of shoes I brought.

I can't wait for just some me and DG time.

Hitting the books

I had the title of Project Manager for 9 years when working for the publishing company. However, I've noticed that even 9 years of experience do not manage to get me a job. This will soon change, as I will be going back to school to get my Project Management Certificate, which could lead to getting my PMP, though I'm going to see about the certifacte first. This Certificate will be what sets me a part and make me worth more money. I hope.

I got the last spot in the class, the early bird discount, and the first class takes place between vacations *gulp*.

Sexy is back

In an effort to overcompensate the geeky color of my new red phone, I am planning on downloading Justin Timberlake's new single SexyBack as my ring tone. Perhaps Red is the new sexy. To view the video go here.

Am I 12? Gawd. I'm going to check on those games too mom.

Oh yeah, and could everyone I know please call me so I can enter you into my phone. My number is...hey, don't try and trick me into putting my number on the internet.

Step Two: Merge Your Lives

Step one of course was get married.

Logically then, Step two is to merge your lives together financially and otherwise. We started this week-end by going on one cell phone plan. DG gives the details here.

I am not a techno-geek. I don't need a phone to play music, serf the internet, or check sports scores. All I want to do is to make phone calls. I'm used to getting a free phone with my 2 year contract, because I just don't care. I didn't even want to make a decision about it, because I just don't care. I don't care what color the phone is, how the key pad lights up, it's accessories, or how many games it has on it. I just want it to work when I call people.

So we go to the phone store, a basic phone is picked out for me, and apparently I do care. I care because I now have a red phone. A phone that I think is the tackiest accessory that I own. Tackier than the Genie pants I wore to Shaharazod when I was 16 and dancing to "Push it". A phone with a mere 10 ring tones? What do you mean my only choices are Bohemian Rhapsody and Kung Fu fighting? So I only get 10 choices of ring tones, but the phone is so excessive in its other acoutrements that the thought of reading the 316 page Guidebook makes me start to doze off and drool on myself. zzzzzz....


Oh sorry, were you still reading? I was face down with my lip stuck on page 1 Getting Started.

Ok, I'm chucking the book and my new plan is to tear up (and cry if necessary) until DG figures out how to download the theme song from Grey's Anatomy or Gilmore Girls as my ring tone.

Suspension of Reality

The evening of the wedding (after a 3 hour nap), we met some of our wedding guests at a local martini bar, The Cruise Room. (The photo is courtesy of Erin.) The entire Cure table from the wedding came out to celebrate with us. It was very important to us to spend more time with our friends that had traveled so far to celebrate the day with us. This is one of the reasons that DG and I chose to wait a few weeks before going on our honeymoon.

Though I can see how leaving for the honeymoon right after the wedding can allow couples to live in the glow of the newly married status for just a little bit longer. We are back to weeding the yard, going on poop patrol, mowing, taking out the trash....blah blah. You know, the mundane. Soon however, it will be "quick get the binoculars, I see a bald eagle", and "hey is that a humpback or a killer whale?" and "It's 3am and I am $100 up on black jack, should we head to bed or the bar?"

Cake night every night

Erin got this great shot of the cake table. The Spring Fling from The Market was amazing. Though we did have this entire cake left over. The top layer is in the freezer and every night has been cake night. I sent the rest with DG to work today! They are still coming off of their carrot cake high.

For those who have never had the Spring Fling, it is our favorite cake. It is several layers of a zucchini bread/cake, fruit, and a cream cheese, whipped cream frosting. Yum!

Just Married

DG posted some good pics too. All of these photos were taken by Trevor Brown, Jr./Trevor Brown Photography.

I Do

Once upon a time, a boy and a girl arrived at the Mansion.


The FOB walked the girl down the aisle.


The boy and the girl said "I Do"



You may now kiss the girl


The boy and the girl officeally became Mr. and Mrs. Team Gibson.



And the story continues....

From Here to Eternity

It was a perfect day.

It's the final countdown

Yes, now sing along with me...

The familly arrived Wednesday evening and tomorrow is our rehearsal and dinner. We had fun, but now I've got so many things to do that I am unable to fall asleep. I am insomnia blogging. Rare as I usually am asleep before my head hits the pillow. Literally, I can be out before DG finishes brushing his teeth.

Maybe I will try to hypnotize myself..."My eyes are so heavy, I am getting very sleepy."

What do people do when Leno is over?

I just ate the last piece of pie. I'm not sure if that was a good idea or not.

I better fall asleep soon as bags are not pretty on a girl.

Next time you hear from my, I will be Mrs. C A G.

Raisin Prune Allbee

Throughout growing up, we were only allowed to have cats that were all black. As it happened we also took in some all white strays. This was my first cat ever and I was given the priveledge of naming it. Perhaps I was spending too much time at grandma's house, eating her stewed prunes, but I named the cat Raisin, middle name Prune. To this day, I love prunes, the chewy California treat.

Oh yeah, and I was a thumb sucker, until I was about 9.

Mom and her Mini Me

I am getting scolded for posting these pictures, but I just can't help myself. "Could they BE any cuter?" said Chandler.

The year was 1976, and to celebrate the bicentennial, my mom made us some red, white, and blue matching dresses. The only thing that could possibly make this story any better, would be if she had torn the drapes off of the window to do it.

Circa B.C.

That would be Before Christy, there was a day, once upon a time, when my parents met and went to prom. My dad is totally hot (am I allowed to say that?), and my mom is georgeous in that great updo and pretty in pink. I think I have those glasses too. Anyone see the family resemblence?

Gratuitous Dog Shot

Cool as a cucumber

To the outside world I appear calm, collected, and sweat free. Hard to imagine, I know, though I am not actually feeling too overwhelmed by the planning process. But apparently I am having subconscious stress that is started to manifest itself in severe facial acne and nightmares every night since Saturday. Last night, I sat at the edge of the bed, staring out the window, panicking, wonding why I hadn't yet completed some crucial task. My dreams are so vivid, that even when I wake up, I am convinced in my soul that they are true.

But let's go back to the acne. Um, why can't a girl be just nice and pretty on one day?

The wonderful world of zucchini

When I lived in Indiana with my parents, Zucchini Feta pancakes were a staple in my summer diet, along with several versions of stuffed zucchini. I had a zucchini recipe for every night of the week. All zucchini were picked fresh out of my mother's garden.


Prior to moving to Colorado and being on my own, I thought that all zucchini were the size of baseball bats. I remember when I went grocery shopping for the first time, wanting to make my infamous stuffed zucchini, and all I could find at the grocery store were tiny pencil sized vegetables. "What the?!?", I thought. "You can't stuff one of these." Little did I know, that is the only size they come in and that perhaps we let them grow too long in the garden. Well, the tradition continues and here is a sampling of what I pick from the garden on a daily basis. The first 3 weeks, I was geeky excited. Now, after giving a bunch away and eating summer squash every day, I have 11 sitting in my fridge begging to be used. This weekend, I emptied the entire fridge of Zucchini making the pancakes as a side dish to Friday nights salmon burgers, and zucchini muffins on Sunday morning for breakfast. I also used my new Kitchenaid food processor AND mixer several times each day. How did I ever live without them?


Zucchini Feta Pancakes from The Moosewood Cookbook

4C shredded zucchini
1C feta crumbled
3 eggs separated
3/4 tsp. mint
1/2C minced scallions
1/3C flour
salt and pepper
butter for cooking

Lightly salt the grated zucchini and let it sit in a colander for 15 minutes. Beat the egg whites to form soft peaks. Mix together the egg yolks, mint, scallions, feta, flour, salt and pepper. Rinse the zucchini, squeeze out the excess moisture, and add to the rest of the ingredients. Fold in the egg whites. Cook over medium heat in butter until browned on both sides.