Home again, home again

Is this love? This album seemed like the perfect beach music to me, so we enjoyed it in San Carlos.

Well, I have arrived safely home. My trip to San Carlos was a little slice of heaven. Beautiful blue, warm waters, perfect weather, great little studio apartment up on a hill so we could see the Bahia and all the beautiful boats. I think I may have over-used the word "gorgeous" this weekend. It was. I even ate some fish, first in a really long time (vegetarian) and DIDN'T have a reaction, always great. We had some beach time, some walking around time, Roomie was able to sell her lot down there, the reason we went, all in all a great trip. The buyer of her lot also said he wanted to buy her house here. Sigh, moving again when that's final next year... No complaints about the trip (except I am now tired from the "new bed" quasi-sleep) and I would definitely do it again in a heartbeat. Except for the part where roomie dropped my camera in the sand. Yeah. That part sucked. Now the shutter won't open. Grrrr. But she had at least brought hers so I need to get the remaining photos from her.

I leave you with a few parting shots.

An alternate view from our back porch overlooking the Bahia.

The "private" beach we discovered after running into a "local" with his shirt off.

I dubbed him Daniel because he reminded me of Daniel from Lost.

The hill we had to climb to get to home from the private beach. We orginally tried to come down this in the car and there were 2 cement trucks blocking our way. So roomie decided to turn around. Well as you can see, the streets are narrow and cobblestone. It pretty much scared the crap out of us as her tires spun and the car shimmied around. Luckily she was able to get enough traction to move, and not over the huge cliff to the right. We decided to park the car back at our rental and walk. First DOWN this hill. Then back up it to go home.

The bottle of wine I DIDN'T drink.

Me enjoying my pedicure. This was just before I got my first bikini wax. I asked for a full brazilian, somehow that got lost in translation. Ah well. It didn't hurt anywhere near as much as I expected, which of course is great. That's all for now. Nite nite.

Who am I to disagree?

I think this is the best song to represent ME. I really love it. I never get tired of it and every time it's on I develop the sly smile. I have always thought it was incredibly sexy, the thought that "...some of them want to abuse you, some them want to be abused..." I was 9 when this came out and it was my first hint that things aren't always "vanilla." There ARE people into the thought of pain being pleasure. No wonder I always smile when I hear it. A perfect example of this mentality is Alexa's latest post. Check it out. HAWT! I LOVE anal, it's right up there with being munched. Good stuff.

I had a great night with the kids tonight. It didn't all go as planned, but we made time to watch the beautiful sunset and I explained how the earth revolves on it's axis (Mom what's an axis?) and how it rotates around the sun which creates the sky changing from day to night. Then K decided he didn't want to do his homework. Well, what do you say to a 6 year old when he says that? Ok, you'll have to do it tomorrow. Then we got ready for bed, and read a book, which evolved into K reading the book, which was WAY cool! He can (mostly) read! It was awesome. So, I just enjoyed the moment, no yelling, no arguing, no fussing, just fun. It was great. Now they are up there, quiet, staying in their beds, hopefully asleep. You can't ask for much more than that.
Big smiles.

This song is also a favorite of mine. You don't hear it nearly enough any more, too bad.
One more Lost down, 5 or 6 to go.
My new night shirt, yes it's a little chilly. : )

Sleep tight.