Don’t hate me because I go long spurts between posting.
Don’t hate me because I live here.
Don’t hate me in fact, you aren’t allowed to because our visitors are on their honeymoon.
Don’t hate me because I get to go jump in the ocean with this guy.
Don’t hate me because I jump in the water, hear the word “turtle” and forget that anyone is actually in the water with me to chase it. I get pictures like this.
Don’t hate me because Holy Crap I get so excited in the water that when Nico (dude from the boat propped on a board) asks if anyone wants to hold a sea urchin, I yell “Me!” and run everyone else over to get to him. I turn around so Ray can see me and at least take a picture. Apparently he had no idea that I had taken off. Kirsten said she was pretty sure I threw a couple of elbows but I promise if I did it was purely accidental. His tentacles stuck to my hand. It was awesome! Ray also suddenly discovered what it would be like to have 5 children. Luckily the kids weren’t with us. He said he never knew where I was in the water.