Anxieties, Gringo Human ATM and Frogs, Frogs, Frogs!
Our adult children visited for an all together too short 10 days. Beaches hit, drinks drunk and booty shaken. One of the funniest moments occurred at the local brew pub on the beach when I slipped away to the restroom after a couple of delicious Mojitos and I came back to a sight that made me laugh for days. Our 26 year old daughter was dancing wildly with tipsy abandon to the band playing "Play That Funky Music, White Boy" But that wasn't the part that made me laugh. It was the fact that my husband was dancing with her, shooting 'Help Me!!!' glances my way and gesturing to me to join them. No way! I'm a singer, not a dancer. We had friends visiting immediately after our children left so we stayed very busy. Towards the end of our Peacecorp buddy visiting we had an unexpected visitor - a bullfrog in the toilet of the master bath. He appeared late one night while I yelled for Jim to come see. He kept appearing, disappearing, reappearing and almost literally s...