Ricky and I have turned some invisible corner this past year. This became disturbingly apparent as we relaxed at the beach in Puerto Vallarta. We don’t know exactly when or exactly how, but something changed in a very drastic way.
We’ve gone from debonair worldly homos-d-jour to a couple ol’ ladies.
We now split a lunch because it’s just too much.
Not too much money,
too much to eat.
It seems the best use of spray-on sun block is not simply
for the convenience of all over application–
it keeps our thinning scalp from getting burned without ruining our coiffures.
We purchased decorative fruit at a tourist trap
because it was shiny and amused & delighted us.
We come back to the condo to freshen up before hitting the late night scene, and take a moment to check messages.
Then decide to just stay on the sofa.
Then go to bed at 10.
I know you were all looking for some outrageous escapades from our time in Mexico, but it looks like we’ll probably end up disappointing you as well as ourselves.
Stay tuned . . . .