Last week we finally did what we’ve been dreaming about for years. We took a week’s vacation- alone together. Left the dear daughter with her Nana and flew off to Mexico. Of course it was amazing. Thank goodness things at home went as smooth as silk- much credit to Nana there. Mena hardly knew we were gone. A week off can hardly balance out three years of non-stop activity, but it definitely put a dent in it. We did very little but walk on the beach, explore the little town nearby and drink fruity drinks with a view of the ocean. Back at home the mango margarita withdrawal has been rough, but I am over the worst and actually back at my desk with renewed energy. It doesn’t hurt that spring is in full stride here and the jasmine/orange blossom/ other yummy flower scent is in the air and making everyone on the street sort of float and smile. Including me. Hello, friend!