Him = Bay Breeze Her = Mai Tai (And I think it was the lighting or the cups or maybe even my shirt absorbing all the orange in the room. But you’ll have to trust me that these drinks were more orange than yellow – honest!)
We made it to Mexico! If you read my (long) Year End post, you’ll see that I (mostly) quit drinking. I didn’t go full AA so that I could allow myself the occasional indulgence (or more if I’m at an all-inclusive for instance.) For example, after a long delay including a text from WestJet at […]
It looks like fun but there were a couple times during the Foam Party at Hyatt Ziva in Cancun when I felt absolute terror – no lie. The foam would get so thick and high near the foam cannon that it would encompass you and you literally couldn’t breathe! Hopefully I do better at the […]
Hopefully this is my view in about a week from now…
When Shea and I got married on the beach in Mexico in 2003, this song was in heavy rotation on one of the music channels in our hotel room. (In fact, I briefly thought she might call off the wedding to pursue Robbie Williams. Or if she didn’t, I might as he’s just that damn […]
A few days ago, I posted how it was our 20th anniversary (at least of our legal wedding, not of the ceremony we had on the beach in Mexico a month later which is the anniversary we “count”.) Here’s a picture from our legal wedding (and coincidentally, my cousin who stood up with me happens […]
I’ve told the story on this blog a few times before how Shea and I technically got married three times (with the related joke that most men can’t keep track of one anniversary and I have to remember three. Or, flipping that, I have three chances to remember it!) To recap… Our Three Weddings * Feb […]
If not a deity, what else do I have incredible reverence for? My Family All Aspects of Science All Aspects of Technology The Human Brain Books of All Kinds Incredible Athletes/Athletic Performances Amazing Musicianship Humanity In All Its Crazy Glory Nature In All Its Infinite Variety But more specially, The Beach And more specifically than […]
I have many fond memories of regularly going to the Ness Creek Music Festival, a hippie festival in Northern Saskatchewan, when I was in my twenties. I can’t remember their name but one moment of perfection was a band I’d never heard of but that ended up being a reggae band who brought a little […]
This is a parody of cruise ship chair saving but could equally apply to the poolside chairs in most tropical resorts… “Towels on The Chairs” – ParoDeeJay
