Last night Couponman waved dinner discounts in front of my face. He had one for $15 off IF we spent $50. Have you ever seen how much you can get for $50 with two people at Cha Cha’s Mexican Cuisine? I might mention we don’t drink. What that translates to is lots and lots of tortillas, cheese concoctions, and plenty of lard. Delicious house salsas and deep-fried tortilla chips, Queso Fundido (you gotta try this one) and more deep-fried tortillas, scrumptious wood oven roasted carnitas with tortillas, and caramel saturated flan served with deep-fried sprinkled cinnamon and sugar tortillas.
Not that I don’t like it. I love it! But lots of spicy salty foods means consuming lots of water, and even more tortilla chips. By the end of our feeding frenzy, the water had mixed with the corn chip mush in my stomach and solidified into mortar, affixing itself permanently to my hips.
Somehow since we were going whale watching today (booked at half price) with the grandkids, this all seemed in preparation. You know, when in Rome look as the Romans… I blamed this huge meal on mammal peer pressure, especially since the whales were heading south of the border.
Here’s what I’ve learned about whales today.
- Whales are about as hard to spot as a good man.
- Even though whales are large, they hide really well. I don’t know how anything that large can go unfound. I was never that successful at hiding from my brood. No matter how hard I tried, they found me.
- Gray is an invisible color. Just ask the GAP, my hairdresser.
- Swimming will never make you thin.
But we were not disappointed. We sailed through a large pod of dolphins and watched them frolic and play.
Disembarking from the boat, we passed several beach vendors, stopping at the bungee jump. The dolphin peer pressure was too strong. The grandkids and I jumped and flipped like the dolphins. In my case it was more like bounce like flubber, with a tad of last night left over blubber. The teen I entrusted my life to, after strapping me in the harness, pulled the stretchy ropes, and let them rip. He tossed me upside down and all around. “Scream,” he said. I needed no coaxing. “Are you wearing a diaper?” he yelled, loud enough for my growing audience to hear.
“Not yet,” I answered. “Give me a couple of years.”
Dolphins dipping and flipping in the blue ocean, and a romp of our own. Does it get any more perfect than this? I think not.
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Oh my gosh Penny! How fun! Do you wear a diaper? What will the teens think of next. Silly things. You are a good sport and your grandkids appreciate you for that. Gma
Go Penny! So who had more fun bouncing – you or the grands?? It was an awesome day at the beach yesterday! I was lucky enough to see the dolphins, too!
Oh my gosh! I love the pictures. They are worth a thousand words. ha ha ha Thank you for sharing. Looks like loads of fun!
Thank God for grandkids they keep us young and the memories are Awesume. My Grandson has gotten me in and up in a hotair balloon,body surfing in the ocean I might add (sharks YIKES) helicopter ride over the strip with all the bright lights,trampoline jumping and this is just to name a few. We are so gifted.
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