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My husband - due to the politicians in his family - and Italian citizenship - was forbidden from traveling to Thailand. I thought (this summer) "Great! No vacay!"
Until he starts harassing me about what time I normally take off for Christmas. Normally - but with rolling RIFS (layoffs) at work in October and having to take on two new employees in a new function I thought - eh - better at least work from home during the holidays.
Nuh- unh!
He broke down at Thanksgiving and told me to take some time . . . We are going someplace familiar.
You are paging me at a bungalow on the side of a mini mountain in the jungle in Manuel Antonio Costa Rica. 
I'm washing bikins and his swimsuit in the sink - taking a break.
We brought the jambox - Louis and Ella singing about a foggy London Town - Sangria delivered in a glass on the table, some floozy gekkos (Kwassa and I are buddies on Facebook - he can verify - I need to start charging the gekkos by the hour), the capuchin monkeys came to visit twice today and a Macaw stole my grapes (dammit)
So - it was worth taking a break from my amazing vacay at the Pacific in Manuel Antonio to have an IMMATURE moment . . .
I told you ALL so.
I'm so glad this was posted.
I hate when I'm right, drinking Sangria, in warm Costa Rica on a Wednesday!
Pssst - this little house in the hills is awesome. I'm spoied rotten or as The Gio said - you are a proper spoiled little (derogatory name for Italians) wife now!
Pure Vida!
Now they need to pay attention in GD. I don't do the Twitter so you better get off your asses and knock on my door.
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