“What’s wrong, Clay?”
“I’m afraid to tell you…”
“I’m your wife now, you have to tell me!”
“Well…[long pause] I thought we were flying out of Grand Rapids, but these tickets say Detroit.”

The tickets he is referring to, were for our honeymoon! So instead of having a nice quiet dinner and opening our wedding gifts with our parents like we planned we ran around trashing our apartment trying to finish packing as quickly as possible. We booked a hotel in Detroit even though we were only able to sleep in it for 4 hours before we had to catch our plane.

We sighed and laughed the whole way to Detroit.

Off to a good start.

Posted by:Katie Brinks

Seattle and the great outdoors. (Sometimes I write about my feelings.)