The Mosquitoes Hate Me


I’m home again, yay!  Don’t worry, I learned a lot on this trip.  For example, I now know that I need to be way more careful when promising the young hotel desk clerk that I’m “willing to do whatever it takes.”


Yeah, it got awkward.


But now I have bites all over my legs and butt from drinking all night.


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We’re Bad In Restaurants


As many of you have noted, my husband and I have a great rapport, and are able to strike up a meaningful, loving, or silly conversation (my favorites combine all three) with little to no provocation. 


I love to talk, he loves to make me laugh: it’s a recipe for nonstop chatter and it’s no wonder that we are, conversationally, so good together. 


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Getting There Is Half The Fun


In my defense, I really love good Mexican food my husband.


Seriously, I’m a sucker for decent Mexican.  Which we can’t get up north (and I wish they’d quit pretending, it just makes me sad).  Plus, this time he’s going somewhere warm and a bit less humid, and he promised me that he will make not one single peep about my bubble tea habit. 

bubble tea

If you leave out the ice, you can drink ’em faster.

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