Oops

It was recently brought to my attention that some of you didn't know of "the switch". "The Switch" referring to me, Giulia, now blogging at teamdandg.blogspot.com
I won't be on this one anymore, sorry folks! Does this clear things up?
However, for your convenience- when I update teamdandg I will post a link here as well. :)
Happy blogging!

It's time!

You voted and the results are in.

You will now find me (and David too!) on teamdandg.blogspot.com

Done! Now what?

Okay, I did what you asked for! Bahama pictures and stories, the abridged versions, are up. Oh happy day!

Now. I have a question for you ( all 5 of you that actually read this).

I'm thinking about changing my blog and I want your opinions/ideas.

Should I...

... leave it as is? Just Giulia?

... turn it into TeamD&G? I'm married and all now, so that would make sense.

... make it a "Robbins Family" blog?

... any other ideas?

There's a poll on the right side bar for your convenience. :)

I've been pondering this since before we were married, and I think I've come to a decision as to what I'll do with it. However, I am interested in your input. So, start outputting some input, please! (that sounded like something Grandpa Young would say, didn't it? ha!)

While waiting...

For the rest of our Bahamas post, enjoy this:

OK Ok ok.

I'm such a slacker lately on the blog blah blah blah. You know the story. :)

Without further adulation...I present, "Team D&G: The Bahaman Experience". (Baa-as in baa-ing sheep, haa- as in hat,man-as in WOman) ;) heh.

On our way to the ship via bus service provided by the cruiseline. At first the ride was kinda scary- a BIG bus, cutting in and out of traffic in Miami, YIKES- but then we (I should say I, because David looks just fine in photo) got used to it and relaxed. :)

On the ship and sailing! Kind of windy, but not too bad. We still have high hopes of good weather. ;)

Our cabin. We were so excited to be able to stay in an "Oceanview Suite" on Deck 7. Too bad our "Oceanview" was mostly blocked due to the jogging track also located on Deck 7. Fellow cruisers were constantly walking by our window. :/
The Majesty of the Seas:

First port: Nassau! pronounced Na- as in nap, sa- like saw. Nasaw. The Heart of the Bahamas! (I think...)
It was windy and cold all day, so our idea of lounging on the beach all day never did materialize. We waited and waited all day to go out in hopes that the weather would lighten up. We finally faced up to the fact that it wouldn't when the winds just kept picking up, so we put on our jackets and held on tight to each other so I wouldn't be blown away into the deep blue, and stepped off the ship to experience a little bit of colorful Nassau.
Proof of how windy it was: just look at my hair.
Funny story for above pictures: We were walking around [the scarier, more run-down, flea market area of] Nassau, a woman walked up to us and just starting putting these necklaces on us. Look close at the picture on the right above, mine is orange and David's is brown/tan. As she's fastening the necklace she explains that children in the orphanage made them. The necklaces are free, but that they would like a donation. I gave the lady a $5 and she went off about how people usually give $20/per person and looked at us like we still owed her $35. ...sorry Lady. The FUNNY part of the story is that David would not take the stinkin' necklace off until we were back in Vegas. Seriously! You can see it on him in the rest of pictures.

Despite the persistent wind, I enjoyed looking at and attempting to photograph the colorful buildings and "art" that was everywhere.
A real "Bahama Mama".
Walking back to the ship in the last bit of sunlight. Blurry, but pretty.
Rock climbing. On Deck 11. I've been rock climbing many times, but it was a totally different experience being on a large ship (on deck 11= high) at the top of a 20ft wall and then looking out to the ocean that you could fall into. It actually made my stomach do a flip flop. Did I mention it was a lot windier at the top?

Our next port of call was CocoCay, a private island owned by RoyalCaribbean Cruiseline. The night before the staff got us all excited for a big party on deck and a bbq as part of the next day's festivities while we made our way to the island on smaller little ferry boats (the ship is too big to port at the island). However, severe winds and high waves canceled the day's plans, because the little boats would capsize and if by chance did make it to the island, what would we do? Nada. So, they declared it a "Sea Day", which consisted of staying inside and exploring the ship a bit more. No pictures on this day.

Last port: Key West, Florida! Finally, the weather was agreeable, so D and I spent time outside exploring the small town of Key West. It wasn't warm enough for (we're used to 100+ degrees to play in water) us to spend any money on water activities. We just walked the streets and enjoyed looking at everything while holding hands and talking about our future. :)

What we were greeted by (these, and more, surrounded the museum): (The [clothed] dancers are my favorite.)

The Audobon House. And Wendy's in style.

So many cute, colorful, fun, small houses EVERYWHERE. I love cute old houses. And the Fire Station. :)

David and I enjoying the sunshine.

....woops. We noticed the sign after taking the picture, honest!

From left to right: 1- that gold, statue looking soldier was a REAL person. funny. 2- so true I had to take a picture. 3- Just for you Erin! (and the rest of the Fleming fam) :] 4- Shipwreck Cove. I'm not sure if that's the name of this shopping/tourist spot. It was fun to look at the old ships and pirate stuff that was everywhere. Didn't spend too much time here because we had to RUN to make it back to the ship before it left without us.

Final destination: Miami. When we got back to Miami on Friday morning, the sun was shining brightly and what was that we felt?...Warmth??? Hallelujuah brothuh! (Cat Balou, anyone?) After taking our shuttle to the airport, changing flights (from 8:00 pm to 4:00 pm departure) we took a taxi to Miami beach for a few hours.

A momentous occasion: David's first Taxi ride. And then him realizing that they're expensive and wondering why they're used all the time... It was so nice to just lay on the beach reading a book and soak up some sunshine.

We played in the water a little bit, but we were afraid of getting too wet because all we had for a towel was my volleyball blanket. But holy moly was that water clear! Not anything like the pacific waters. You can see your toes when you look down! The sand is white! Again, nothing like the pacific coast. I did not want to leave. We'll have to go back.

No we didn't see any famous people walking about Miami Beach, but I was super excited to be able to recognize a lot of the downtown shopping area where the taxi dropped us off at because of the show Burn Notice. (I've said it before, but don't you think David looks like Michael/Jeffrey Donovan??? Breezy, back me up! However, David is better looking than darling Jeffrey, in my opinion.)

After a few hours we taxi-ed back to the airport. One funny story that happened during the flight back to Vegas: David fell asleep almost as soon as he was sat down and buckled in. About 30 minutes after taking off, the Captain "dinged in" and said something about flights plans. This woke David up, and he was very excited because he thought we were already landing at McCarran. Sadly having to disappoint, I informed him that we still had about 4 hours to go. He fell asleep and stayed that way for the majority of the flight. I read my book. The end. :)

Hmm...I just re-read this after posting it a few hours earlier. My writing is fairly bland and made our trip sound like a bore! It definitely was not, we both really enjoyed it, minus the weather setback. It's just been a long week of school for me that included several writing assignments, therefore the creative writing pool in my brain has been sucked dry. Not only my pool of creative writing, but the pool of writing any sort of information in an intelligent way is dry, for now anyway. It will be back shortly though, no worries folks!

Which would you prefer?

I know I have a lot to catch up on, starting with before we were engaged, and "The Proposal" story that was supposed to be here months ago (sorry!). So I'm asking all of you, what do you want to hear about first? Should I start there, or should I work backwards starting with our Bahama adventure, then Wedding and on down?

As you ponder this and send me your feedback, take a looksy at these! We have SO MANY photos. I could be putting up wedding pictures for the rest of my life. AWESOME.

I like shoes. Scratch. I LOVE shoes. In fact, everyday for the past two weeks I've been wishing I had some black flats. Something like these. :)

Admittedly, I have quite a few pairs of shoes. Obviously, I feel like I don't have enough. ;) Two shoe stories before I finish with this.

1) "Wedding Shoes": Holy frijoles it took me forever to find some! For some reason, aqua/turquoise/"Tiffany's" blue is a hard color to find, especially for heels. :/ (Dearest apologies to our sweet mothers who had the hardest time trying to work this color into our wedding scheme). As soon as we got engaged and decided on our colors I started my hunt for the perfect, blue, wedding shoes for me. A month before the wedding I still had nothing. Two weeks to go and still nothing after endless online searches and going to every department store and shoe store in Henderson. One week before and I decided to try looking one more time before giving up all together and just getting some white or brown ones. So 3 days before the BIG DAY, I made my last desperate attempt, this time with David in tow. He must be my good luck charm. We walked into Journey's at the Galleria and there they were. I had been into that same store 5 days before and I swear they were not there! But oh happy day they were there and they were perfect! (the turqoise lil' tennis shoes I already had)

2) "Preston is shocked": Some of the fam came over to check out our place a few weeks ago. Upon looking behind the bedroom door and beholding the large shoe rack stuffed with shoes, Preston exclaimed, "Whoaaa shoes!" And David was quick to reply, "There's more in the closet!" So Preston runs back to see for himself and then pulls out the plastic tub of more shoes. He was in disbelief. It was hilarious to watch. Now, having said all that, let's clarify a few things. :) I really don't have an enormous shoe stash. The shoes on the wall are all my heels aquired since about my sophomore year in high school, and the ones in the closet are my kick around/running/work shoes and boots. Might I add that the plastic storage tub has all of David's shoes mixed in. Also, I get rid of a few pairs every year. TRULY. I just...like shoes. :) What can I say?

There is a point to why I just spewed all this. Besides the fact that you readers have now learned a bit more about me and the wedding and a diddle about my life post-wedding, I just wanted to explain why I am so grateful that Ashley took the time to shoot these rockin' photos of my feet. :) Thanks Smash!

Big shout out to my lovely sister and her lovely skills. See more on her blog at Lemondrop Creative- Freshly Squeezed. (How cute is that for her business name?? Love it. xoxo) Oh and. She'll be in Henderson in March to "do work" (and hang out with the awesome fam). Check out her blog for the details and book a photo session with her... I'm just sayin'... :)

**Ashley did not force me, nor was it part of the terms and conditions of her photography services for my wedding that I consistently spout out my adoration for her and her LemonDrop Creativeness. She's just that good. And wonderful....and lovely. :) **

In case you hadn't heard...

I met a guy this summer...

And it turned out that I really, REALLY liked him...

And he really REALLY liked me too...

So he popped the big the question...

And 2.5 months later we were married!

Then we partied in the Bahamas...

More details on all of that to come soon.
Ciao!
:)