Back from the cruise

Another fantastic weekend with DD.  Left work right after covering the phones up front and headed out.  Arrived 1:25 PM and loading the boat started at 1:30 PM.  Found food, drinks, our cabin and the fun started.  Our favorite place to sit and people watch is the pool bar.  There's a great high top and while playing our incredibly awful going to hell game of "you're her/him) you actually appear to be looking at the pool and not the people.

So, some very interesting observations.
50+ year old woman.  Very large to the point of it's difficult for her to walk wore a tiara the entire weekend. Not with her hair done, not proclaiming a celebration of any kind, just a big rhinestone tiara with stringy blond hair.  Odd.

Lots of bachelorette parties, bachelor parties and groups of just girls who have a lot of confidence in themselves and what they are wearing.  Which always gets a response from me of "why do I worry about what I look like?"  Some folks just really have no friends.  A real friend would have stopped them and said Hell NO you are not wearing that!!!

Caucasians were the minority and not a bad thing just a really obvious thing.  Can't say I've noticed before but I'm guessing on a sold out ship the percentages were:

Middle Eastern - 30%
Hispanic/African American 30%
Asian - 30%
Caucasian - 10%

I don't understand the families that bring the stroller with a bunch of tiny kids.  One family had a wagon with 3 kids under the age of 3 in it.  How can that possibly be fun for anyone.  They dragged it into formal dining, shows, everywhere.  Just weird, and expensive!

Did some dancing then showed up for our 8:15 PM dinner we signed up for.  Only problem is they didn't slot us there it was full (we booked the cruise last minute Tuesday) and neither of us looked at the cards - yeah our dinner was at 6:00 PM.  Not to worry they found us a slot next to a group of 10 guys, all here from Sacramento for a Bachelor party.  "Brian" within about 5 minutes gave us all their names, they have all basically known each other since Kindergarten.  They are all displaying horrible table manners (oddly except for the groom) literally holding their forks like garden spades and shoveling their food in there mouths.  Brian works for Coca Cola, has a beautiful sister (which all the boys verified) liked the work FUCK a lot and I'm pretty sure is never going to get laid in his life without paying for it.  He would not shut up.  We were held hostage by the thought of our dinner arriving or we would have left.  DD just kept saying it's a good thing it was us there and not some nice Mormon couple.  That would have been disastrous.

Off to the welcome aboard show, more drinks then bed.  DD knows how to always make me feel beautiful, desired and appreciated.  Don't know that I'll ever get used to it and I'm always surprised when he looks at me very sincerely and pays a compliment like it's the first time he's seen me.  Trust me, men should take a few lessons from him.

Saturday in Ensenada:

The usual round of stores.  The liquor store recognizes us and I get 3 bottles.  2 as gifts and one to keep.  Pay the man and tell him we'll be back to pick it all up - too heavy to carry.  DD basically says I'm crazy for trusting the guy but I've been there a gajillion times, he's not fly by night and I always have faith in people.  I get why he doesn't and once in awhile I understand I will pay for my faith thru stupidity and loose money, an item or my pride.  I'm ok with it.

We (me) are on the hunt for pink cowboy boots.  We walk for what seems like miles and wind up getting a cream/peach pair that is comfortable, beautiful and inspires DD to declare I'm crazy and over the top with boots.  I am.  We buy a Mexican woven blanket to try our hand at a new style True Religion jeans is doing by distressing and making holes with the blanket as the patch underneath and showing thru.  I'll post when I do a pair I've got.  I then found my Talavera store and got 2 shots glasses and a covered butter dish.  Now we head to the taqueria next to Hussongs and chow down some not so great El Pastor tacos.  Back to the ship, little lovin', back off the ship to goof around at the dock store and get motrin and back to get ready for dinner because now we are going to meet our real dinner peeps.

Table of 10 - older (we think about 65) Filipino couple, Gay guys married from Phoenix, irritating laugh white guy with Asian gal he stalked and met in Target and then the 40 year old with the much younger gal who's dad is an under sheriff up north that stalked her thru a friend on Facebook.  Filipino couple is 55.  What the hell happens to people? Nice conversation.  They start pressing about why DD and I aren't married.  DD simply states he's been married twice, I state I was married for 22 years. Gay guys get a little more aggressive with the questioning to me - do you want to marry again?  That conversation happens quietly while DD is talking to the other couple and has moved on from the line of questioning.

We then go to 2 comedy shows, dance, eat, drink, love and sleep.  Perfect day

Sunday at Sea

Chilly, gloomy and windy.  We find a TV in the coffee cafe and turn on the Indy 500.  Now remember part of the reason I've look forward to all of this is to NOT think about Linda or the remaining task of her home in Washington.  A woman joins DD and I, starts crying, she just lost her husband of 22 years ago last week. Proceeds to detail everything on her plate for about 15 minutes then asks if this is depressing us.  Yes, it is.  I'm sorry for you loss I actually really do know how you feel but don't want to talk about any of it.  She left.  It was awful.

DD had tripped up the stairs and jammed his middle finger on the left hand warranting a trip to the doctors office way down below on the 3rd level.  Ice for a couple hours, black and blue and swollen but not broken or dislocated.

Spent the rest of the day doing boat games, dancing, eating, drinking, napping and laughing.  Into bed about 1:30AM.  Another perfect weekend.

Monday
Off the boat at 8:30, Denny's for breakfast in Corona and back to bed by 10:30AM for both of us until about 4:00PM  Then it's off to graveyard shift for him and I tackle his suitcase, finish painting a wall in the kids bathroom, eat another awful Fresh Diet meal and skype with Maree.  Nighty night.