You will never guess where I am, even as I type this post. I am poolside, overlooking the beach at lovely Cabo San Lucas, Mexico. I am perched safely under an umbrella, sheilding me from the damaging UV rays. Don't get me wrong, I like a little tan, but not too much. Plus, some of my medicines make me a little sun-sensitive so it's best to play it safe, do you agree?
I don't have anything to report to you from my doctor's visit in Toronto. Not a thing. We are no further along on a treatment plan, or even a correct diagnosis. I underwent so many tests, I'm surprised to have any bodily fluids left in me at all. But don't worry, I'm drinking lots of water... and maybe even a mudslide or two. Also in moderation... but at this point, I deserve a drink.
Back to right now - I can see the horizon of the ocean, and the sky is as blue as a sapphire. There's not a cloud to be seen. A giant cruise ship drifted by this morning, giving the passengers a good view of the famous archway of rocks in the water here.
Veto is beside himself with excitement - the Green Bay Packers are staying here at the same resort - and some of the Chicago Bears! They have scheduled some autograph signings, but Veto has his pen handy, just in case.
This morning we had the treat of a "couples massage" which wasn't nearly as creepy as it sounds. We may as well have been in separate rooms, but it was really a good massage.
Guess what? There is a Costco in Cabo San Lucas. And a Wal Mart. And a Tiffany & Co. Where do you think I will go first?
We are traveling with a group of good friends. John and Claire met us here on their way home from Australia. We heard all about their trip down under over drinks last night. Fast Eddie and Heather arrived today - they've been in Hawaii for two weeks! It won't be long before everyone is downright homesick, but in the meantime there's plenty of visiting to do and the boys will play some golf... another thing I'll never, ever attempt. That's right. I'll be in Costco, scouting out trays of muffins.