That was taken yesterday morning before we left for the airport.
And then, after a mere 12 hours of flights, customs, "check points," miles of airport walking, horrible airport food except for the lunch we got in the Cozumel airport which looked like this:
and yes, it was delicious, we finally got home around one a.m.
And this is what it looks like in my back yard this morning.
The camellias are blooming their pretty little heads off.
And Maurice slept with us all night long. Thank god she has no idea that I spent two weeks feeding shrimp and pork and chicken to a cat in Mexico. She would literally shred my face into bloody ribbons.
It's like it was all a dream of a dream of being in Cozumel.
But. Here's proof I was there.
That was me on New Year's Eve.
You would not want to see what I look like right now.
Love you all so much. I'll be getting around to blogs eventually and I've mostly kept up reading them.
Thanks for coming along with me to my own paradise.