"Flattery will get you nowhere... but don't stop trying."

Everything is all fixed, I have my replacement debit cards and shopped like crazy tonight. It was very difficult knowing I couldn't buy anything while I waited for the cards. Maybe I am addicted to shopping. Or maybe not.

Anyhoo....here's a couple pics from Jamaica to show it wasn't an all bad experience. I was talking to one of my co-workers who happens to be from Jamaica and I missed it already. I guess I will go back even though I was storming around over the weekend making absolute statements about never going back.

My hair already misses the water down there. For some reason caribbean water and my hair interact really well together. Maybe it's hard water, or soft water, I can't ever remember the difference. Whatever it is, it's the opposite of what I live with here in lovely PA.

And one last thing which has nothing to do with any of this...in my car earlier, I swore there was some little bug because I kept feeling like little tickles against my skin, first on my hand, then on my ankle, but it's hours later and I'm still feeling it. What do you suppose it is? I know, I have hypochondriac tendencies, but I like to think of it as being hyper-aware of my bodies feelings. After all, I am an INFP (formerly INFJ).

Okay, back to beautiful Negril Jamaica....below is where we sat all week, under the sea-grape trees. Occasionally a sea-grape would fall and hit me on the head. Also, the leaves are quite large and heavy and I nearly paper cuts at least twiced when a leaf plopped down on me. But it was nice being in the shade. The stump was a huge pine tree that we used to sit under, but fell victim to Hurricane Ivan. I think it was Ivan...

Check it out, a real life Lime just hanging out on a Lime Tree. I wonder if they used it in my gin and tonic? I didn't drink a lot of gin and tonic, I was trying to maintain being happy, not drunk. So I drank champange, mimosas, Lido Prides (a rum cream drink) and port. You can see how gin would have just sent me over the edge.

Here's what I looked at all week. It was just so horrible down there, nothing to do but lay in a comatose state between meals....








And not only is the water clear and clean, but it's warm too. Why would anyone go into a cold ocean? I just don't get it. I don't want to "get used" to the temperature of the water, I want it already to be perfect. There were even little fishies that would swim around close to the beach. Except once we did witness the circle of life in that a sea gull (the only one we saw) swooped down and grabbed up one of our little fishie friends one day. But then what could only be described as a pterodactyl chased the little white sea gull around for like ten minutes. Okay, maybe it wasn't a pterodactyl, but it was clearly related. Remember, as I've stated before, birds are just dinosaurs in disguise...



See how everything comes full circle? Even my conversations....