If you haven't figured it out by now, let me give it to you straight: we love the beach.
It doesn't really matter if we are on a tropical beach in Brazil or a NorCal one with slightly lower temps. Ethier way, that is where we are the happiest. What it does dictate is the type of clothes you wear while you are in the water.
Or out of the water...
But if there is sunshine and sand along with the sound of crashing waves, we are there.
You know where else we might be? Eating Mexican food.
See that smile on his face? A smile as he has a burrito in right hand and horchata in his left?! A few years ago the corners of his mouth would have been pointed in the other direction, but today he holds that Mexican food in his hands and smiles about it. In fact, he was the one who suggested Taqueria Vallarta II this time, although he says it was just because he knows I like it.
Oh well, that really doesn't matter. We were eating it and he was smiling. You know what this means? I do not need to live a Mexican-food-free marriage anymore.
You know what that means?