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Geek paradise.

Mexico. It was a fantastic, relaxing, refreshing, warming time with some people that I have learned to love more than my own limbs. I did enough that I feel that I experienced the Yucatan, saw enough to appreciate my own comfortable life, and relaxed enough to feel rejuvenated.
I will share more as time allows. The in-laws are visiting on the return trip with the newly-spoiled toddler, and I am going to be busy for a bit more. I'll even throw in a few pics that we took that will hopefully give you a glimpse.

This was taken at the coral reefs we could see from our balcony. Snorkeling rules.

Mexico bound...

That's right. The vacation dreamed of for the last couple of years is about to occur. It is disturbingly complicated in its execution. We are flying one grandparent to pick up El Toddler Grande and take her back to Colorado. Then when the vacation is finished, we will fly another grandparent back with La Hija del Fuego to Texas. That is three round trip tickets just for babysitting. Damn.

The upside is, Dr. Wife and I will be surrounded by some of our best friends in scenic Puerto Morelos, a tiny fishing village between Cancun and Play del Carmen. Add tequila, snorkeling mask, and a little sight seeing. It should be a good week.

The tiny little village has what they call an "internet cafe." I will blog some from the road, if time permits. Maybe even a picture or two.

Until I depart, go ahead and give me some advice for the trip (other than not drinking the water). Go!

Beach Blanket Bingo

I'm pretty pumped this week about my weight loss achievements. I am back in the same size jeans I wore at the end of college, and they look good. I'm well below 200 pounds for the first time since then as well.

Despite the back troubles, I am keeping on track with the get fit goals. I've been a bit of a slacker this week, but am looking forward to some meal planning this weekend that should get the ball rolling again.

The impetus? Puerto Morelos Mexico.
My fraternity brothers and I have rented a house for a week in July. A few assorted wives and friends will be coming along. The daughter will be with grandparents, so it will be sun, cervesas, and swimming for grown ups.

I want to be good looking in the ol' bathing suit. Not necessarily abs of steel, but I certainly want people to be glad my shirt is off on the beach. Hell, I want folks to be glad my pants are off at the beach...