Night two was uneventful, a little more rain but hell we're from AZ so we don't see much of it so it's a novelty, Drinks in the Matini Bar for an hour, dinner on the other side of the resort at Feathers was really good, off to meet our friends on the other side of the resort, see a man about a sub, 3 or 15 more drinks, sing along with Ultimate Chocolate and by this time I was ready to head back to the room. I promised my wife I wouldn't pass out, that I was a man ready for the task. Her response, "oh great, I should have kept my mouth shut about last night. I swear in the morning if I walk like I was riding a horse I will cut you off the rest of vacation!" Again, I puff out my chest and now I'm thinking I have bragging rights for a long time, I started to say something and realized I better shut up or I might meet up with Lorena Bobbit.

Day three brought the sun up in a beautiful blue sky, a fast trip over to the CSA gym for a 45 minute cardio workout, I lost 3 pounds of rum & scotch thru my pores (daytime drink is rum since I mixed it with fresh fruit juice for health reasons, scotch is my drink of choice after 5:00 p.m. because there is no need to be healthy in the evenings) and off for a quick shower then breakfast. We get a spot on the beach as we walk to breakfast (yes we are chair savers, but only for less than 30 minutes) close to the beach bar. We select this area on the beach every day we were at CSA, I tend to get nervous if we stray too far from our Beach Server (Demar), I begin to sweat and every once in a while I break out into a Tourette’s type rant if my glass is empty for more than 4 minutes, and to be honest this was a great spot as well. breakfast was ok, get back to the beach later up and sit down to look at the greatest beach i have ever seen. I start to doze off with a hat over my face (don't want to get sun damage, after all my career as a male model is going to happen really soon, I just know it) when the beach vendors start to linger for unusually long periods of time in front of us. I'm starting to get annoyed so I reach down to get my "green flag" (damn I wish I still had the machete!) for drink service, I figure this will ease my mind. I ask our friends if they want a drink as well and when i sit up i see my wife has let the twins (delightful & delicious) out of their suit for sun & air. Needless to say my friend is out of his chair while his wife is in shock. They had only seen my wife when they were just "B"abies. Being the proud father of the twins I ask my wife to go for a swim so we can get the Vendors to move on. (This same theme happens for the next 11 days but I was to weak to fight it anymore, but more on that later). Demar is the best, he was so attentive to us all week, I'm just not sure why he was always in close by!

Fun was had all day long on the beach, lots of swimming, sun, beach vendors asking if we need some of the local crop (since I had been doubled up on the vegetation and had enough to last the next 18 months I felt like I should try to seel it myself. Only problem was I didn't have a machete to leave as collateral and I would have been scared to hide in my shorts. All I could think about was a briss occurring when pulling the machete out and that already happened as a child. I definitely don't need the name of Stubby to stick with me at this age in my life!). It was on this day we met an amazing musician with the name of IceBlock, he is a great spiritual man, he has a great message and he possesses a great voice. We got to know him a lot over the next 11 days and hope to communicate with him for a long time.

Boss just popped in, more later!