Progress Report

Okay, so I know that I've been MIA this week. It's because I've been in the middle of the freaking ocean all week. (And LOVING IT!) This day's been the best so far. We went on a horseback ride through the Puerto Vallarta jungle, and let me tell you... the pics are gonna be something to behold. It's killing me that I don't have the means to upload from here... but then, they'd probably charge me my firstborn child in order to do it (and, frankly... I'm kinda old to be giving up unborn children willy nilly like that). So, this is gonna have to do. Consider yourself teased. I'll upload pics on Sunday when I get home. Until then... this progress report will have to do.

So far, I've been ultra-brave and done super cool things like:

Get in the ocean. Yeah, I know. It doesn't sound like much. But I thought I was taking my life into my hands when I did it. And then... it turned out that I WAS taking my life into my hands. The waves knocked me on my butt and I could not get up to save my soul. It was hilarious. Until I was scared. Then I started to scream "HELP!" to my friends (who were laughing at me - don't hate them, I told you it was funny). Lucky for us all, my new friend Robert was there to save me. Phew.

I rode a water taxi. That's right. A water taxi. As in, little power boat that goes across the ocean to the other side of the beach. The first ride was actually... (gasp) fun. The second ride was... the opposite of fun. The water was a lot choppier by then. I was literally holding on to the boat for dear life and thinking "breathe... do NOT cry.... breathe.... calm down... do not puke... breathe... do not cry... no, really, don't do it... breathe..." the entire time. I made it. Barely. (My heart pounds (and my eyes well up) every time I remember it. Gosh, I'm such a sissy.)

Ate cold soup. Yeah, I'm not kidding. Cold soup. In the dining room. So far, the Strawberry Bisque was the funnest/coolest/most surprisingly delicious thing I've eaten.

And we have a lot of celebrity look-a-likes in our group, too. Mich and I are trying to snap pics so we can put them online later. Here's a teaser for that lineup:

Cloris Leachman

Bob (Robert Redford) ... okay, he's not Bob-like, in a hot way... more like in a disheveled "have you never done your hair in your life, and why do you insist on wearing so many denim shirts day after day?" sort of way

Barry Manilow (we call her... that's right... HER... Franilow)

Hulk Hogan

*Oh, and it's not like she's a celebrity, but since some of you do know her in real life... You can imagine what a double take I did last night when I saw someone who is a dead ringer for Judy Walton in the casino, smoking away. I pointed her out to Mich and we both giggled like little girls about it all night.

I'm telling you, cruising is the way to go. I'm LOVING it, and never want to come home. I've been truly amazed at how non-freaked out I've been about being on (and in) the water. It's been the most relaxing, enjoyable time of my life...

And that having been said, I've got to get off the computer and back to the flea market. I am digging the shopping. (What can I say? I yam what I yam...)