"What happens in Mexico never happened"

Clever, huh? This seemed to be a favorite saying of the tour guides. This will be the version rated for all audiences, however. We are back from Puerto Vallarta, where we stayed at a very nice resort. Minimal families with small children and very few college aged spring breakers, just mostly card carrying AARP members. The first day Jeff got in the water right away and did water aerobics with what I thought were a dozen or so 60-80 something women. Jeff claims the average age was about our age. WHATEVER! I took pictures since we weren't able to get in our room yet and we had ipods, cameras and more money than I wanted stolen on our first day there. We spent 3 days away from the resort on tours; a city tour, cultural tour (aka tequilla tasting), and a trip to las Caletas. Las Caletas is basically a cove where we could snorkel, kayak, do yoga, pose with monkeys, owls and parrots, etc. I didn't really want to snorkel so I got the guide to let Jeff snorkel without a partner, but when it was time to kayak Jeff was feeling motion sick from snorkeling and I had to find my own partner for that. I think he was punishing me! Not really, he gets sick on a tilt a whirl, but snorkeling, now that's pathetic. We both did a lot of reading, played cards, played ping pong, got massages (well Jeff had one, I had a few) and ate very well, of course. Friday we got a little crazy and had a few to many bloody marys by the pool. At 5pm I had a massage and when I got back to the room and Jeff asked how it was, I said,"I'm sure it was good". Our dinner reservations were for 8:30. There is a photo of me after my shower, before dinner, sitting on a chair in our room telling Jeff that, "this is why I don't drink--very much--usually". Today it is back to reality, I'm glad we have a day back before we have to go back to work. Below is a video from our trip to Las Caletas when we watched a mother whale teaching her baby to breach.

Abby sleeps over

Jeff is traveling all week so Abby has come to keep me company. A little shopping, out for pizza and some videos. Normally I would still be sleeping, but manning her alarm clock is quite a demanding job. Her uncle Scott is quite relieved not to have to wake her up this week. He says that normally he is calling her cell phone as he drives down the road in the morning to make sure that she is out of bed. Even Barney knew last night that the fight for blanket and space wasn't worthwhile and waited until we got up to get in the bed.

Another One Bites The Dust

I know this is not a nice title, however, they are the first words I said to Aaron when we were leaving home to pick Jeff up at the airport and I saw this scene. Not a nice way for the drywallers to end their day. While Aaron was home during Christmas break he drove my 4 runner off the driveway and it slipped all the way down to the wire fence. That was about halfway between where this truck is and the end of our driveway. Jeff teased Aaron mercilessly following with taunts like, "Aaron I tried to recreate the scene by closing my eyes, driving real fast, then slow, close to the edge and I even stopped at the garbage can to throw away my Caribou coffee cup but I couldn't go off the driveway." That was after we paid to tow the truck out and everyone's mood improved a little.

This is all I have to offer for the week, as I tend to stay out of the way while they are working. It's been since Sunday night that I was in the house. First thing tomorrow morning, Jeff (he's sleeping now-claims traveling is exhausting) will beckon me to come and look and take lots of pictures and post them. I have been watching anxiously for painting to begin. I watch Abby's window waiting to see the lovely shade of pink we compromised on. Her Daddy got to make the final decision (lest I be allowed too much power). I got to buy her green curtains and curtain rod with green polka dotted balls on the end. I haven't lost any sleep yet, but I am a tinsy bit anxious to see it all. Aaron only grunted when he was shown the color red that will be on the wall behind his bed. I'm really not sure if we were primed today or if that is yet to come. At any rate I should see paint next week.