We went to Sea World when Matt was here. We went when we were in Texas too, and we all loved it. I wasn't prepared for the awesomeness of the shows that they have. I also wasn't prepared for what they do before most of the shows. They have all the past and present members of the military stand up, with their families. And I start to cry. And I cry all through when the killer whales are jumping up out of the water, all the things they do with their trainers. Not to mention the music. I had to fight it the first time we went. I mean, who cries at the Shamu show???? This last time, I was able to keep my sunglasses on the whole time. I still fought the tears, but it was easier to hide it. And then I was telling Matt on the way home that I was crying during the Shamu show, and I start crying again.......what is wrong with me in my old age? I don't know if I can take another Shamu Believe show.
This is my blog. I write about being a military wife. Which is pretty much the same as other wives. Except when my husband leaves, it isn't for a week long business trip. Sometimes I write about regular stuff. Sometimes I don't. But hey, this is me. :)
A bad day in Paris is better than a good day anywhere else.