This week has been a struggle to get back into our routine. Our work routine (ugh - work is kicking my ass right now.) Our puppy routine (Wolfgang got a very stern talking to last night about how peeing inside is unacceptable. He then proceeded to, um, pee inside. I love him.) Our workout routine (okay I say "our" but really I mean "Shawn's." Don't judge me.) It has been difficult to get out of the holiday mindset. I sit in front of a computer all day, fluorescent lights frying my eyes, instead of sitting on the beach all day, soaking up the sun. I may be suffering from the post-holiday blues.
So I will postpone my holiday recap a little longer and leave you with a few photos:
Our resort was gorgeous.
The grounds were immaculate.
There were palm trees everywhere.
I love palm trees.
When you go somewhere with white sandy beaches and turquoise water, it's pretty much mandatory to take a photo like this (hey I don't make the rules, I just follow them.)
And if you're Shawn, it's mandatory to mock your wife by taking your version of a sandy feet photo.