The boys got home Sunday night – Mo’s 16th birthday. Sixteen. Wow. You don’t think about that when you are holding them in your arms as tiny babies… Now he’s flying auto-gyros.
They had a good time, worth the trip: seven hours going (the took the wrong road, one with LOTS of construction), about 4.5 coming back, including two long stops. It’s nice knowing Samara and the Nicoya peninsula is not that far away! Sometimes you need a nice HOT beach weekend…
I’ve not been blogging much lately, fixated on creating an income, revamping my Key West real estate site, making it more friendly, less gloom and doom. There ain’t nothin’ nice to say about Key West real estate. It’s depressing as hell. But plenty nice to say about Key West, so I’m going to focus on that!
And trying to finish the book. Writing a book is harder than it looks. It’s really written; the details are endless. I think they multiply in the night. I’m getting there, but I gotta stop talking about it, making promises. Hate making promises I’m not sure I can keep. So one day, my book will come… I promise.
And more on Costa Rica living tomorrow. I pr… o… mise.
Happy Birthday MO! (a bit late but…) 🙂
Looks like tons of fun in the planes – I’d be freaking out a bit but… just a bit. lol. Probably safer than a car – my Kayleigh had 4 accidents before she’d been driving for 18 months. So… I’m a bit of a worrier after that.
Gotta go but glad the trip was a success!
Oh, lol at your prev. post. Ummm yeh.
And thanks for the recent comments on my blog. I know I’ve been pretty boring lately. And now with both the girls practically out of the house well… it’s not going to get any better I’m afraid. lol. 🙂
At least I can read about your adventures!
Take care!
Great photos!
Randi watched your flying video and said, “I’d like to try that.” I had to sit down from the shock. If I don’t want her to do it, I’ll show her the crash photos. She has lost 15 pounds and her mental age has regressed about the same number of years. Makes me feel like an old sloth.
Robert
Hi Robin – plan to keep havin’ em. Can’t wait to see baby photos… and read about my future as an empty nester. Maybe it’s time to adopt a tica baby? Oh, that that were possible!!!! I would in a heartbeat. But it’s not. (Maybe that adds to the thrill?)
Ok, Robert, you will definitely be an old sloth if you talk her out of it!!!! I’m doing it with her. You only live once. Is your cup half empty or half full????
You’re right. The greatest risk in life is being on your death bed and regretting all the things you wanted to do but did not.