H to the A to the PPY

Speeding down life’s highway and you find out,  *this girl needs extra life insurance!*  Because she’s full on texting while driving… allll the time. lol.

  She lets me know what it’s like to be 21 again.  Life is all about the wheeee!!! and the woot!woot!  

 

“I don’t go inside until it’s time to sleep!” 

  So far the vacation has been a blast.  There are moments like these, with 150 year old fountains on the site of the Alamo mission.  Where the colors of this water entranced me so much so, I want to paint them, 

 IF  I could paint. 

   We’ve had a few beers together, well, no beer for me, just rum and cranberry juice, peach schnapps,  what Charity calls girly drinks.

   This girl is sooo funny.  She plays games with me.  Like walking down the crowded riverwalk, pretending to be my lesbian lover.  (soooo not funny Charity)  The more I shrug her off, the more she plays. 

 ”I love you, wifey!”  she says, loud enough for people to hear, while putting her arm around me.   “stop it!”  I hiss at her.

  this only makes her laugh and put her  feet in my lap.   Yes.  okay one more night in this hotel and we go to the ocean. (my second home)  more often than not every morning for me has been trying to get Charity up before the free breakfast ends at 9:30! 

  I’m happy.  I’m estatically happy.  Making plans to see my son, whom I haven’t seen in years on Sunday.    Woot!  Woot!