This IS SeaWorld, It's As Real As It Gets.

What to say first.. I feel like a world has happened since I excitedly posted about my imminent trip to SeaWorld.. I'll start there.  SeaWorld: hubby was under strict instructions to come home early so we could be there not a minute past 6 when we could get in. We had special radio-event tickets from 6-11 so we had to wait until later to go. Otherwise hubs would have called in 'sick.' The good news was because it was late parking was free instead of $14. All right, now we're in. We picked up a map and raced to the Clyde and Semore show because the time slot only showed one more show that night (it wasn't right but that's ok) I sat with a little kid like grin on my face watching the silliness before the show and then the show itself, every two minutes I would glance at hubs to make sure he was just as enthralled as I was. He wasn't, but that's because I don't think it's possible. After the worlds shortest 25 minute show I got my second wish of the night. All the overpriced food my heart could handle. I chose BBQ and we split the combo with ribs, brisket, and chicken and I ate!! I ATE!! Substantially for the first time in days!!! While I devoured the food I also kept one eye on the clock because the Shamu Rock show was at 7:30. We picked up a guilty pleasure (funnel cake) on the way to the stadium and with all the powdered sugar I managed to get all over my face while eating and walking I'm sure I looked like I had a drug problem. We made it (I may have had a stitch in my side from the brisk pace I set- I maaaaay need to exercise more) to the stadium and it was packed! Hubby is a "after you, and you, and you, and you" kind of person when it comes to crowds so I turned around and he was 20 people behind me. I waited for him and we grabbed seats in the splash zone... More like sprinkle zone for us. The show was meh, and the last three minutes werent whale tricks, but a guitar solo by some dude who looked like a chick. WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH WHALES!?!? I felt a little jipped but recovered a bit when the wales splashed half the tank of water on this older gentleman trying to run before they splashed him. He lost. Epically. After filing out we toured turtle reef and other exhibits around the park. At one point the speakers started playing 'If I Die Young' and I was like "I LOVE THIS SONG!" then I listened to the lyrics. Tears my friends. In SeaWorld! And they weren't even happy tears. I almost completely lost it over "Lord make me a rainbow I'll shine down on my mother, she'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors. Oh, and life ain't always what you think it ought to be, no ain't even gray, but she buries her baby."  Ugh. Did they know this was a happy place!? After that mini meltdown I calmed down and we rode the sky pole spin thing. Real name: not sure. It's only 9 by now. Fireworks set for 9:50. We didn't make it. I wanted to go sleep. Too much excitement for Holly and baby. Friday night: Dinner at hubs work friends house. I give it a meh on the excitement scale. We showed up to a rambunctious 2 year old interested in being picked up by hubby and then poking everyone's eyes nose and mouths. Hmm. Dinner was delicious, spaghetti and meatballs with garlic bread. The hostess served our plates so mine included more than I eat even when I'm starving. So I traded my plate for hubs empty one halfway through and it worked out. After dinner we watched a documentary we had talked about while eating called Being Elmo. Raise your hand if you knew a big black guy plays Elmo. It was a really neat story about his life and passion for puppets and sesame street from the time he was little. I recommend it, check it out. The show ended and we talked and watched the baby play until I got tired and wanted to go home. After a pit stop at Baskin Robbins for ice cream. On the way actually home, we drove through a DUI checkpoint. I had heard of these mystical stops but never seen one in actions. Not anymore!!! We were even lucky enough to be pulled over in the line to be personally talked to. I doubt it had anything to do with the almost probably crazy look of glee on my face and more with the car flow. We were asked if we had consumed any alcohol  (we hadn't) and were given a pamphlet on DUI consequences. All the while flashlights were on us by many cops. Made my night. Hubby laughed at me for a while but I secretly think he enjoyed the almost drama. And we both lamented over nothing happening to cars in front of us that may have involved the SWAT team or an arrest. End scene.  This is long enough. I'll type out our amazing saturday anniversary dinner tomorrow.