Honestly though ... it's like I never left.
Sure sometimes Sarah gets frustrated with me and throws around her New York moxie which I mostly ignore because I'm staring at her ... HER.
In a non-literal way our Honeymoon never ended.
But I'm literal today ... something I rarely do ... and something Sarah will love once she gets over the initial shock.
I want us to go back to Belize.
It's where we physically spent our Honeymoon ... at Robert's Grove ... if we weren't at the Barefoot Bar.
You can tell why I fell in love with the Barefoot Bar!
Flip-flops mean you're overdressed!
Definitely my kind of place!
We went everyday because the band was a bunch of Rastafarians who'd expatriated from Jamaica ... does that make any sense?
The answer is "No" but Sarah and I fell in love with them!
The food was good and the drinks were frozen.
This literal interpretation commenced yesterday when my daughter Chelsea texts "It's time for a dive trip. Where should we go?"
"Belize," I text back. "We gotta dive the Blue Hole."
THEN ... and this is why I believe in God ... SARAH TELLS ME ... "It's time for us to take a trip ... just us" ... and I can't agree more.
Because literally speaking this means we're going back to Belize TWICE in the not-too-distant-future!!!
I couldn't be happier!
I have no idea when these things are going to happen ...
or how we'll pay for them ...
but I believe they going to happen ...
LITERALLY!
