My White, Sandy, Mission Field.

This is the shabby little place we had to stay in last week. It was really difficult. Because the place was huge. And roomy. And had marble floors. And was extremely nice. Oh, and did I not mention? Was absolutely free.

This was the man I had to spend my week with. Which was really hard because he is so cute. And funny. And highly intelligent. And has the ability to sue people on command. Oh...and did I mention there was a bar in the pool so he had to buy me, like, 18 Cokes in a row? And he never complained.

This was the view I unfortunately had to wake up to every morning. But if it makes you feel any better I had to see it every morning at like, 5:45AM because someone continued to wake up earlier and earlier every morning because they were so excited. And because they're diaper was soaked. And that was just the AG.

These were the kiddos that followed us around all week. We still aren't sure who they belong to. But we fed them and gave them drink since they continued to follow us around asking for it. In fact, we put them down for naps and even sprayed them with SPF50 since it was apparent someone had to do it. Lazy parents...they were probably snoozing by the surf. I know I would have been had these rugrats not kept calling me "mama."

This is the couple we went with. They mean nothing to us. He certainly hasn't been my husband's best friend for 12 years. They certainly haven't laughed with us. Cried with us. Been broke with us. See? They mean nothing! Actually he means a great deal to us. She however, looks adorable in a bathing suit. So I'm still praying about whether this friendship is gonna work out.