Riviera Missing Nothing

"Mom, are you going on an adventure with Daddy?"  Hmmm..trip..adventure..given our track record..maybe adventure is a better way to describe anything we do outside our house, oh let's be honest anything we DO is an adventure.
"Uh, yes, I suppose that's what it is Keegan."
"Where are you going?"
"We're going to Mexico."
"Why are you going THERE?"  Because we can't afford St. Thomas.
"Uh, because, uh, because we love each other."  This is true. We love each other and we deserve to have sex even if it means we have to pay thousands of dollars, leave you and Maren with grandma and grandpa and go far far away to make it happen.
"Oh."
And so began the adventure and a honeymoon five years in the making.
We had endless sun, coral beaches, snorkeling, gourmet dinners, and some really fantastic kier royals (champagne with cassis liquor).  Well I did. Will drank everything on the drink menu.
"Can I see the drink menu?"
"Really? You don't have it memorized yet?"
I would love to show you pictures.  They were gorgeous.
But they're gone.
Apparently our memory card is a security threat. So it was taken from our suitcase somewhere between the Cancun airport and Minneapolis.
If someone can make a bomb out of a memory card, seriously, they are brilliant.  Libya is probably talking to them right now.  Pictures of our bare tanned feet entwined romantically with the sea green ocean in the background are probably superimposed on the side of those bombs right now...sigh.
When you lose the pictures of some of the sweetest days in your marriage what do you do?
You cry. You sigh. And then you think. This is not THAT big of a deal. First of all. We came home to beautiful happy children loved and cared for by supergrandparents.
We came home to a home.
We came home to jobs.
One of us got a pretty sweet promotion.
One of us isn't going to see a promotion unless she gets her ass back into school, but this isn't the place to talk about my problems.
Oh wait, yes it is.
We came home feeling rested, relaxed, in love and grateful for our time away.
Ummmmm.....maybe the pictures just aren't that important.
Nope.
So in the months to come I hope to write some funny stories.
Because you know there are some.
I am aching to write. I dream writing, honestly. It is just a time in my life where I have to focus other places. This does not mean however that I don't itch at least 5-6 hours a day to just write.
Thank you Mom and John for taking care of our children.
For some reason they seemed better than when we left them.
Well, except that Keegan can't put on a Gap shirt without saying:  "Mom what's a gap?"
"It's a big space."
"Yuck!"
Ok ok so I will buy some shirts with something else on the front sheesh!