Bob got a little annoyed with me because of all the pictures I was taking, although he didn't actually tell me that until the last day. I started getting the "low battery" light on the camera while I was documenting the beach for the last time--I had taken over 300 pictures, after all, but he very sweetly found me a working outlet off the hotel lobby so I could at least charge the battery long enough to review the pictures that were in the camera.
I could hardly stand not taking any pictures in the Puerto Vallarta airport, but I thought it probably wouldn't be a good idea--I was just slightly intimidated by being in an airport in a foreign country--and we were warned that we wouldn't be allowed to take any pictures in the immigration area of the Kansas City airport, either, and, in fact, cameras and cell phones were in danger of being confiscated if we used them, or failed to turn them off.
Of course, I did turn mine off, but I was fairly twitching to pull out the phone and take a picture, or call someone . . .
Bob and I on El Malecon, the boardwalk in Puerto Vallarta:
A sunset at the beach:
A night view of the pool complex -- so much more mysterious at night!
Bob, John and Craig went deep sea fishing one day, while the girls and I lazed away the day alternately lying by the pool and playing cards. John took these pictures of Bob fighting for his fish:
And with the fish he landed:
And later, resting:
The kitties were very glad to see us! Bob's dad came over every day to check on them, and sometimes twice a day, I believe. He said that every day when he came over, they would be in the basement on the bed, and Dinah never did come up and visit, but Pyewacket would, once he came to the basement door and called her. He said that he didn't see Dinah at all until Wednesday, but she finally showed her face.
She's been following me around like a puppy dog since we got home, lying on my lap if I'm in a chair, lying on the back of the sofa if I'm watching television, lying pressed up against me when I'm in bed. And if I'm not at home, and Bob is, she's demanding cuddle time with him, even if Pyewacket is already on his lap. Not quite as independent as she would like you to believe, apparently.
4 comments:
Hi there Willa! I loved the photo of you and Bob together, and I hope you won't mind my saying that I think you have a fantastic figure!
Of course not! Who would mind that?? :) Thank you!
I think your bod looks pretty good too. You look years younger than your age too. Did you ever try to wear bangs? I think you might look good in them. But you look fine now in your hair the way it is. Today is the admiring Willa day I guess. lol Now don't go getting a big fat head over this Willa.
I haven't worn bangs in a LONG time; after spending a couple of years growing them out, and FINALLY getting my hair (mostly) all one length, I doubt I would cut them again. And I think they would drive me nuts. But you never know. :)
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