Well, since my last post, vacation has come to a screeching halt and we have returned to the real world.
The real world, it turns out, is colder than vacation, and involves way fewer tiki huts and not a single rum punch at sunset.
This wasn't a vacation full of big happenings -- more of the lay about and wonder if it is time for more sunscreen, it was. But I thought before I return to the real world in blogland, I'd recap some of the highlights.
Highlight #1: Cooking fabulous seafood dinners to eat in the gigantic tiki hut of our hotel (and making friends with a very laid back island cat).
Highlight #2: Sailing along on a big ol' schooner in Key West and getting bleary-eyed from staring at a gorgeous sunset.
Highlight #3: Kayaking to a deserted island and camping there overnight so close to the water I wondered if we might wake up floating in Florida Bay.
Highlight #4: Sitting around with my sweetie.
That last one, at least, also exists in real life, which makes real life not all that bad in the long run.
[One last note -- I thought everyone in the world knew the song from which I've taken my last two post titles. Imagine my surprise when Todd finally asked why the hell I kept talking about "starring in our own late, late show." In case you, also, are one of those people who have never heard the gloriousness that is Bertie Higgins, please go out and have a listen. In the meantime, here are the lyrics in their entirety.)