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Saturday Post

My dear friend, and close personal intellectual, Vicus, has said that no one reads or comments on posts that are made on Saturdays.

I proved him wrong by both reading and commenting upon his saturday post.

And now I'm off to post something here myself.

Hubby and I took the girls to the pool this morning and swam their little hearts out. We snuck out of the big family pool to bathe in the hot jacuzzi (no one under fifteen allowed) by ourselves. It felt soooooo good. Both our backs were hurting and the jets combined with the hot water = yum.


I've also been working on our road trip, trying to pare it down even more but I don't think I can, unless I skip California. But then the kids will be upset that we don't dip down into Mexico for a day or so.

So....Mexico or no. The polls are now open. Please cast your votes.

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  1. Go to Mexico. There's a little town south of TJ called Rosarito that's wonderful, and cheap. My 17 year old kid is a Mexicophile because of all of our trips to the Pacific Coast of Mexico for a little surfing.

    I read your blog on Saturday....Your friend was wrong.

    Aloha,

    Jeff

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  2. Welcome Jeff, and thanks for proving vicus wrong. I don't know how he'll handle the embarrassment, but that's life, eh?

    Also, thanks for the tip on Mexico. I'd really love to go there, but am a bit worried about going without hubby. Just me and the kids.

    We shall see.

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  3. I also read it, Pam.

    Haven't been the southern or western states myself, but if I was a kid, I know I'd want to go to Mexico, just to say I had been out of the country...

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  4. (smooch) Thanks Within Without, for reading my blog on a saturday.

    I've been to Mexico a few times and have had a great time there. Since I'm bilingual, it's more fun than not. I'd love to go again, but am thinking on not doing it this time.

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  5. See, I didn't post this until Sunday.
    No one reads anything on a Sunday either, though.
    If it helps, I will be in Blue Springs , Missouri at the end of June. That's not much of a detour for you is it?

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  6. I read it Sunday too. Sorry. I vote a cautious "yes" on Mexico - I've heard too many interesting stories about money-hungry cops.

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  7. Vicus, I'll meet you there. We'll do lunch and you can regale me with photos of you and Tom in your younger, wilder days.

    Naddin, we'll go another time. I've just had to cut the entire California part of our trip due to circumstances beyond my control.

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