The G-man and I live to travel, but because our time and budget (like those of most people) are limited, it seems that every trip we plan has to include a coastal destination providing us with the opportunity to submerge. Not only do we both dream in colour, we dream in underwater colour.
So what prompted this little diversion, hot on the tail of a teaser like “I want to BE the muse”? Easy enough to explain, my friends.
When the sun refuses to come out here in Vancouver, I miss Mexico, and when I miss Mexico, part of what I miss is diving. There’s a stellar pic of a tortuga and me on our last dive. (My last dive, that is, not the tortuga’s.) I’ll find it and post it later.
About Me
- Papillon
- An unabashedly immature "grown-up" and recovering English major, I'm happily married to the inimitable G-man, who shares my warped sense of humor and has the patience of Job. (Pretty much an essential qualification for being happily married to me.) We're childless (and childish) by choice, although we enjoy other peoples' children – until the temper tantrums kick in, anyway. I have a tendency towards depression, but my determination to laugh at least once a day for the rest of my life keeps it at bay. My hope is that I've finally grown enough (metaphoric) cojones to write from the heart and offer hope (in the form of laughter) to those who may find themselves wondering "Am I the only freak in the world who feels this way?" God, no. You're not. Trust me. ¡Ahora con mas cojones! Add to Technorati Favorites
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