Wish you all were here, it's sort of lovely and there is a TON of booze. Well...there was a ton of booze at least.
I said I would try to post semi-realtime updates whilst I am enjoying the Mexican sun for two days and then despairing in a Mexican bathtub filled with aloe for nine days, so here goes.
First I want to take a serious moment and say I went very back and forth on if I was comfortable posting pictures of myself on this blog at this moment in my life. I'm very uncomfortable with my body image right now and it's hard to put myself up for scrutiny online. But then I thought, you know what, eff it. Just be gentle ok?
My alarm goes off before five in the morning. Even in my half-awake mostly-drugged state (see last post please) I start getting super excited. Because I would never NEVER get out of bed for anything not fun before five (ok who am I kidding, seven) in the morning. So I lie in bed trying to figure out what wonderful thing has caused me to set my alarm for such an early hour.
Did Santa come?
Has there been a giant blizzard and I can start calling the weather hotline to see if my office has been closed at five AM?
And then I remember. Vacation! Yay!
I pop out of bed and kiss both of my dogs directly on the mouth and then shower, making sure to clean my mouth quite well as one of the dogs managed to lick the inside of my cheek a little bit.
I do a small Cabo dance in the bathroom.
Ryan hears and is all "Are you dancing in the bathroom again?"
And I'm like 'Yes but not for the normal reason."
Which was good because I had packed all of my pants except for the pair I was wearing.
Then we gathered the dogs up and gathered our bags up and packed the car and left the city for the suburbs.
|Daisy. She's not as good at taking pictures as she is at accidental French kisses.|
When we got to the airport and tried to check in it was discovered that both Danny's and Katie's passports were expired. I think everyone had assumed that since they had gotten theirs at the same time as Ryan and Sean that they would expire at the same time. But Danny and Katie were under 16 when they got their passports, so they expire in 5 years instead of 10.
So we left them at home.
But first we changed their flights for the same time the very next morning (tomorrow morning) and made them an appointment to get emergency passports issued the same day in Chicago.
So Ryan and Sean and I were the only ones to board the plane to Cabo San Lucas this morning.
But first only I had to get a full body scan. And then the lady seriously patted down my ponytail while Ryan and his brother stood sniggering to the side.
Those airport people were clearly pretty sure I was a drug mule of some sort.
Moving on. For the first time every Ryan actually let me have the window seat after I begged a lot. I think probably because I'm making him nervous lately with all of the extra ticking-timebomb crazy I'm carrying around with me these days, but whatever, I'll take it.
|Deciding whether or not to give me the window seat.|
So we were finally here!
We got through customs, rented a car and found somewhere to eat lunch.
Las Quesadillas. Lobsters, Tacos & Beer. Perfect.
|He had a huge mouth/face full of guacamole and I tried to take a picture really really fast. Was foiled by quick thinking and strategic menu placement.|
We had our first Mexican beers of the trip.
|Hey blogstalkers, meet Sean.|
|This is only my first beer because Ryan thought it "tacky" to start drinking on the plane at 8AM.|
And then I had my first Chihuahua Cheese of the trip.
|I dropped the quesadilla into my lap shortly after this picture was taken.|
Then we made a quick stop at the supermercado (supermarket for those of you who, unlike myself, do not pretend they are fluent in Spanish.)
We only bought liquor.
Oh and limes. We totally also bought limes.
And the we finally got to the house we've rented and Ryan and Sean unpacked while I stocked the fridge.
|I love straight lines. And beer. Straight lines and beer are two of my favorite things.|
|For making margaritas and tropical pool drinks.|
And claimed the shadiest chair I could find by the pool by placing my noodle on it.
And then wandered about looking for wasps nests because I thought I heard buzzing.
There is almost definitely a wasps nest in the fake lime tree outside.
Ryan says "First, the buzzing is most definitely in your head, second it's a real lime tree and third that is a paper bag. You can tell because of how it says "Los Desperados Mexican Cantina" on it."
And then we flung ourselves into the pool for the rest of the day. And everyone felt like they could breathe again for at least a couple of minutes.
|It's not hard when you're here.|
|I am VERY prepared. I'll still get burnt. But at least now you know it's not my fault. It's just totally unavoidable.|
Talk to you tomorrow blogstalkers!!
Oh also, super randomly today I actually started a Zazzle store.
I put this status up on Facebook:
Have successfully made it to Cabo and purchased copious amounts of local beers.
Now must go. Ryan is floundering about in the pool and I need to check to see if he is drowning or just a terrible swimmer.
Oh never mind, he just did a slightly off-kilter underwater handstand.
Terrible swimmer it is.
Point your toes RYAN.
And Judy suggested I make a tee shirt that said "Point Your Toes RYAN"
So I did.
And a couple of other things.
You can check them out HERE and HERE if you want.
I'm new to Zazzle. So don't expect anything awesome.