Yaaaaaaaaaawn

We had a great time in Mexico. I can't go into great detail because it would be too long of a post. But there was lots of food, lots of booze, lots of sun and lots of relaxing.
The big snafoo came last night when we were supposed to fly home. As it turns out, there was a bolt missing that held the engine to the wing. Or something like that. Our flight got cancelled and we had to stay another night, come back to the airport this morning and hope that the plane was fixed. t's pretty bad when every single person on the flight did the sign of the cross as we took off. Even the non Catholics.
In any event, we made it home and we are exhausted. Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaawn.

I got to do a little reading around here today. Yikes. What a week. I can't say that I'm sorry to have missed it. A big high five to Boo and MM. Speaking of...where is MM? And why haven't more of you updated? Is everybody staying away because of GAG? Or is everybody just busy? I hope it's the latter. I would hate to see one piece of poison run everybody off.

I see that Breezy and Monsty did not taint my blog too badly while I was gone. I'm still not sure about the 49er post. I believe my team was being insulted but I don't think a sistah would do that in my blog. *glares*

I was sad to hear about what happened at VT this past week. As a news junky, it was very interesting to see the kind of coverage that the US gets in other countries. We had BBC in our room and so it showed the BBC CNN. There was as much coverage in other countries about VT as I imagine there was here. Everytime I turned on the British TV, it was all about that tragedy. That and the French elections. OTOH, I only watched in the morning when Michelle was getting ready and late at night when we would go back to sleep. Oh, and when getting ready for dinner every night. I'm such a news junky.

Our trip...basically, we spent every single day in the sun. Either on the beach or by the pool. I have the most incredible tan. *big grin*
Michelle and I adopted a houseboy. His name is Roman and he was our gay cabana boy all week. His biggest dream is to come and visit SF and the Castro district. He saves every extra penny in a fund so that he can come out here and visit. We decided to adopt him and make him our houseboy. Heh, the simple things in life. He begged us to send him a loaf of sourdough bread. He said he would even take out of his SF fund if we would send him some. How cute is that? We got his address and we will be keeping in touch with him. And of course will be sending him bread every now and again.
I missed everybody and wish ya'll could have been there. *smoooooch* to all of my wonderful friends.