Wreggie and Gigi are here on island, and I’ve been so excited I could bust. But I’ve gotten to spend so little time with them that I’m in a foul mood and have been since their second day here.

I’d been hoping that we could have some nice beach/snorkel time together with Sharon and Rainnie and Hunter, too, so I thought that Friday at the Yacht Club should be perfect for all of us, with them as our guests and we’d take the fugly boat out and come back after snorkeling a bit, and Hunter could play on the bouncy thing just off the beach while we sipped chardonnay. But, for some odd reason, my husband had other off-the- wall ideas and decided that since there was a twelve year old around, all the guys should act more twelve than usual. So they did. And poor Gigi went along with them in the fug tug. And Sharon and Rainnie decide not to come. Okay…..

After three hours of those immature men and Gigi out there (I had swum out and snorkeled and then swum back to shore), I was more than ready for some lunch. And so was Gigi. She was sick on the boat waiting for the boys to decide to become somewhat responsible. I went into the YC to ask about lunch. But alas, it was too late. They were no longer serving lunch. So Gigi and Hunter and I had to wait even longer for the boys to get the boat stuff put away so we could go to Lori’s for lunch…Exasperating!!!

But wait, the next day, Saturday, I thought we might all go out to the beach at Tamarind Reef, where the snorkeling is amazing and there is (again) a nice restaurant and bar right there. Well, the boys decided to go hiking down to Jacks and/or Isaacs beach. I said, “okay, fine” and got ready for the day. But when we got the villa, I found out that the women did not want to go, so I said, “Screw this, I’m not about to spend my day with four twelve year-olds in the middle of nowhere!” And the women invited me to stay at the cottage with them and hang around doing nothing. Wow! What a decision……Hell #1 or Hell #2. I decided to take off by myself and do what I needed and wanted to do.

I went shopping in town for two necessary items and then hit the trail at Tamarind. It was so fabulous that I spent two hours in the water with all of the most incredible sea life. And the visibility was outstanding.

My afternoon appointments had technical difficulties, so I had to reschedule them for today, when every one else is out on a sail boat at Buck Island. That’s okay, Sunday’s way too busy out there anyway. I’ll go back when it’s not so crowded.

But I’m still missing my friends and now the real work week begins….

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