I am back...

I am back from a week of doing nothing and oddly enough, I am happy about that. Not including missing my angels like crazy, it is always good to be home. Here is a recap about what I did on my summer vacation:

I left for the airport before God was even up. It was 2:25 am and my mom and I were sitting there watching House Hunters (they were in Barefoot Landing in Myrtle Beach)....I never did find out what house they chose to live in. Anyway, the guy who picked me up was an older but very nice guy. We stopped at one more stop down the street and there was an older foreign couple who had more luggage than Paris Hilton traveling for a weekend. The driver said they were bringing goods back to their home country to sell. Damn, I didn't know I could go and do that. I will file that away for next time I am traveling to Costa Rica....

Eventually I get on the plane and you always see those one or two people that you just don't want next to you but you just *know* they will be in your aisle......well, my guy was a Rick James wannabe. He had the biggest sunglasses I have ever seen on a man with more bedazzledness then I would ever wear. His hair was unusually wet and styled more than mine. He was flashier than I don't know what but I saw him in the airport lounge and I just knew.....I boarded the plane and sure enough, 23C.....to my 23A.... Although usually chatty and spunky by nature, I can and most likely will talk to anyone about anything. It is a great little trait I picked up from my Dad (thanks Dad!). I quickly put in my ear phones and had my book in the locked and reading position....with no buffer in 23B I wasn't taking any chances. After take off and I saw that his head was doing the bobbing and weaving dance of him being in dreamland, I looked closer at him and realized that he wouldn't be able to hear me anyway with the forest growing out of his ears.

I quickly made it to the connecting flight by running and pushing people (sorry if you were one of them) and really had a great uneventful flight....just me and my peanuts looking over the ocean.

After passing through customs and the sign that states I can't have sex with underage people in Costa Rica, I quickly found John among the many men asking if I need a taxi. I was extremely relieved since no hablo mucho Espanol...together John and I have the speaking ability of a 5 year old so we can get along fairly well :-)

Right after I landed, one of John's friends took us to a beautiful waterfall that had birds, butterflies, snakes, bugs and frogs....there was a hummingbird place and fish. It was a beautifully magical place and I managed to somehow stay awake and fairly sociable throughout its entirety. We ended up going out to dinner to one of John's favorite places and then got home just in time for me to pass the heck out. ;-)

I woke up to a room that was empty since John had left for work. I opened up the room darkening curtains to a beautiful sunshine. I quickly threw on the sunscreen and headed out with my book in tow. If you don't fully know me, then you wouldn't know that I have issues with relaxing and sitting still. Laying out to get a tan gets really old quickly for someone like me. So I went back to the room to get my gym shoes on and headed to the gym. I hopped on the treadmill for a 3 mile run and then onto the elliptical for 30 minutes. It was during that time that a guy (who doesn't make an appearance at the gym very often) came in.....wearing......MESH SWIM SHOES! I thought (because although I talk about people, I am a good person at heart) good for him for getting to the gym to try and better his health. So as I am sweating my pounds away, he sits down at the weight machine....only....he doesn't use it for the weights....he starts twisting and turning and doing anything but what the machine is intended for. OK....benefit of the doubt...at least he is limbering up for whatever reason....and then....out of all the treadmills he chooses....he picks the one right freaking next to mine! OK whatever, I focus my attention on Marshall Mathers in my ear telling me to just Lose myself in the Moment so I do and then, out of the corner of my eye the guy next to me FALLS OFF HIS TREADMILL! You know the good-hearted person that I just claimed to be? Well, she was pushed out of the way by the girl that had to run out of the gym because she almost peed herself from laughing! Mom, where did you fail?

Tuesday was a full shopping day. Another one of John's friends wife took me out for the day and showed me the sites. She thankfully spoke English so I was saved another day. She is such a beautiful woman and I still say she was lying when she told me her age ;-)

Wednesday I woke up not feeling 100%. Granted I did find a few wines that I liked at dinner but it wasn't from that. I think I had a touch of a sinus infection/allergies or something like that. I swear I wasn't using that as an excuse not to use the gym but I didn't want to spread my sickness to others so it was a tan day. My chest is white so it worked.

Thursday was an awesome amazing day. John played hookie from work and we went to visit the volcano Arenal. We saw many beautiful sights along the way. Had a great lunch. Then went to Tabacon. They are hot springs that used to be cold until 1968 when the volcano became active and now, it was like taking a bath. I will post pictures shortly. We stayed there until right before dinner. John and I went down the water slide (LOSERS) and then we swam up to the bar to order us a cold one. My next house needs to have that. The coolest thing (or one of them) was in the boys bathroom....why not the girls I will never know. It was a trashcan type thing where you put your bathing suits in them and then push the button and in less than a minute, your bathing suit is DRY! I swear I would love laundry more if I had something like that.

Friday I was all set to tan the backside (see, I failed to tell you that I didn't have enough time to tan everywhere and was planning to lay on my stomach all of Friday...I had a new book any everything). Got up, had bathing suit on, saw sun, laid down and WHAM cloud. Well sh*t. Guess I will go to the gym. I went on the bike this day and biked 12 miles and had sweat pouring out of places I didn't know glands existed! I was gearing up for dessert that night. In any event, about mile 5, guess who walks in.....YUP! Mesh shoe guy walks in with a *new* pair of flashy turquoise shoes. I swear to God I had visions of him falling dancing in my head and had to put my face downward. I was happy to report that he didn't fall this time (mostly cause I didn't want to leave yet). After the gym, I went to the pool again (cause there was sun) and when I got out there, WHAM clouds and a sprinkle of rain. Well more sh*t. So I ran up in the room showered, got lunch and the rain was gone. So I grab my book and lunch and head out to the pool to sit and more rain. I think it was God/Mother Nature getting back at me for the unkind thoughts I was having about the guy in the green and white striped piece of fabric bathing suit, or the woman who didn't really need to be in a bathing suit or the guy who I was really hoping didn't catch himself when he was about to fall in the pool.....I am sure it was my fault :-)

The best part of the entire vacation was when we landed at Boston Airport and my blue Honda pulled up and I got to see the smiling faces of my babies and hear them tell me all about their week. Like I said, it was good to go away but it is even better to come home.