I had the most awesome getaway to Jamaica with my Dear Husband for our fortieth anniversary. I thought I would get more writing done as we lounged by the sea or the pool but the rum drinks were so tasty, and sneaky! Plus, we did a few fun outings. We swam with dolphins, and held a shark. (not jaws, a nurse shark with a trainer) We took an afternoon cruise on a catamaran. I spent time with DH reminiscing about forty years together. He surprised me with flowers and a private torch light dinner on the beach. He was such a distraction. We stayed at Couples Negril. The people who work there were fantastic, the accommodations immaculate, and the food multi star restaurant quality. Yes, I want to go back!
Next time, I will be on a mission to take the Skeeterville seniors to Jamaica for a short story. Can you imagine that they might find a dead body along the way? Maybe in an airport, or in a beach chair, or washed ashore, or. . .
I have plenty of time to focus on that next year. Right now, Hiding Miss Daisy is taking over my Skeeterville writing time. The poor dear really pulled a doozy this time. Right after Miss Daisy tried to put the garbage in the washer, she was headed to the garbage can with her laundry basket. Irene caught her in time or she’d have clean garbage and no skivvies! It was just a forgetful day, but that was happening more often. Sunnydale Medical Care Center is really a lovely place when it’s time. The assisted living wing has lots of activities and nice aides. There’s even a dachshund who roams the halls. But yesterday the third person died there under questionable circumstances! Medication mistakes within tolerable limits? The seniors find this intolerable! Until Irene and the seniors figure this out, they will hide Miss Daisy from her daughter and keep an eye on Sunnydale.
Oh! I just thought of something Irene did. And the PJ’s will be purple. Back to the keyboard!
I leave you with a few pictures from my vacation.