Now That We're Back from Mexico...

I forgot to mention a few things in my last post.

First, I have to share this picture with everyone:


See my feet at the bottom? Most mornings, The Mr and I would get up early, eat breakfast and then secure 2 very sweet spots by the pool. Our chairs were by the pool but faced out onto the beach and ocean. Very good spots.

On this particular day, The Mr was sleeping in his chair and I was reading. I noticed one of these fine folks walking up to the railing to overlook the beach. Sure, no prob. Take a pic and leave. But then the whole family decided to walk over and hang out for about a half hour. Um... hello? You're blocking my view, a-holes. I didn't just pick this spot because the chair was open. I picked a supreme spot. Maybe if you had dragged your ass out of bed early enough, you too could have had a supreme spot.

While I wanted to shout, "move out of the way, jerks!", I just snapped this picture instead. Because really - who wants a view of this?

Aaaanywho - last Thursday while The Mr and I were catching up on some DVR'ed shows, he turned to me and said, "Now that we're back from Mexico, I can tell you this story." Um, what?

Apparently 2 days before we arrived at our hotel, 2 tourists were shot right in their hotel room. OUR hotel. Um.... what?!?! The man was shot and killed while his girlfriend was shot in the foot. This is why, The Mr said, that the hotel seemed a little empty the day we arrived. Most of the guests had checked out early because of the shooting.

You can read the article here.

Crazy, right? He said he didn't tell me because he knew I'd freak out and it was too late to cancel the trip. He knows me very well.