We just got back from a week on the beach in sunny, warm, friendly Mexico. I mention 
this because it is snowing and 16 degrees outside. About nine or ten days before we left I noticed that my wife (aka Robin the Beautiful) was sleeping restlessly. She was also mumbling during these restless periods. I could not really make out single words, let alone a coherent sentence. Sometimes I could pick out something that sounded like Getty, get or possibly Gertrude! And sometime there was a word that sounded like back. I thought maybe she was singing the Beatles’ song Get Back. I thought that a little strange as I have not known it to be one in her repertoire, but dreams are indeed strange things. She must have really liked the song because one mumbled bit sounded a lot like groovy.
We get to the resort in Akumal and the beach is beautiful and the staff very attentive. We spent the better part of every day from about 11 a.m. until 4 or so laying in cabana Continue reading “Bon Temps Roulez”