Monday, March 31, 2008

Vacation, Defined.

Last week, when we and our band of merry friends took in the view from our house, we saw this:

And when we took in the opposite view, we saw this:

Now we are home and seeing neither. But I suppose that's why it's called "vacation." Another reason why it's called "vacation" is because inside the house there is a full-time chef making chicken mole. Or shrimp with chunks of mango. Or his favorite dessert from his hometown of Guadalajara. Or whatnot.

Other possible reasons:

a) uninterrupted reading time
b) disinterest in Internet (with exception of election news)
c) meditative quality of staring at ocean
d) children who begin to look like mermaids:

e) crazy morning fruit platters:

f) no shoes required
g) appearance of freckles

I must now continue the arduous process of re-entry, dear ones. Unfortunately, this re-entry requires stops at Kinko's, Trader Joe's, Target, and Safeway. Wish me buena suerte.


Jill said...

Wow! It looks amazing! Was it as good as your last trip??

ver said...

Hi Jill! BETTER than last year! Will fill you in...