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Paradise

I'm sitting on a beach chair by the pool overlooking the Atlantic Ocean on Kiawah Island outside of Charleston, South Carolina. This place is heaven. Today ... I don't have a care in the world.

I even forgot I had a cell phone.

Debbie's on her second or third mango colada and I just downed a root beer float. We walked for about 59 feet on the beach (That's what Debbie's pedometer reading was) ... broken or improperly used, it's same difference to Deb ... We actually walked for a couple of miles. The beach is so different from our Florida beaches. There are no shells, the sand is smooth and the beach is wider. The water has that green ocean tint.

And there's no oil.

We're staying at a five star resort ... Okay ... i admit that we splurged ... But who cares when you find paradise? I think people put way too much emphasis on price ... Sometimes you have to invest in quality ... It usually pays off in the end.

For example, lets take this bill that I just got for Debbie's drinks ... sure ... it's expensive but that's ... Wait a minute ... This can't be right ... $346 for drinks and nachos? They must think we are made out of money!




"Debbie ... Put down those nachos and that stupid mango whatchamacallit and give me my cell phone. What's the number for Best Western???"

Comments

Steve Finnell said…
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Go Debbie. That's a lot of mango colada. Yummy.
Joel Momberg said…
Well Virginia ... She is certainly not a cheap drunk.
Yeah she's not cheap date thats for sure. But I'm worth every single cent. Enjoy!!!
Anonymous said…
I'm glad to hear you are both enjoying yourselves! I see you have that scrubby I'm-on-vacation-so-I-don't-have-to-shave look going for ya :-)

Carol
Joel Momberg said…
Got the homeless man look going. After what this relaxing vacation is costing ... I might be wearing that beard permanently.

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