We got to Phoenix on Thursday, checked into our hotel in downtown Tempe,
and didn't leave until we HAD to, which was for:
After watching the 4th movie in a row with Christian snuggled up in our bed,
I needed a Dr. Pepper really bad,
and Christian admitted he was finally hungry.
So we went out in the AZ Monsoon,
grabbed dinner (Cafe Rio), and a drink and cookie, then
drove directly back to our room, ate in bed, then watched a few
more movies (Scary Halloween ones!).
We did this exact same thing for THREE DAYS!
Except for one night, we got LGO pizza and watched
the BYU football game on Christian's phone.
We get so busy at home that when we get away from our everyday activities
all we feel like doing is vegging out.
Is anyone else like this?
Then we flew home.
Have I mentioned that I HATE FLYING?