don't mess.

true story

There are moments in life when you feel like you're living in a movie. This was one of those moments and boy do I wish someone had been filming the outcome.

Tuesday August 11th, 2009 found Greg and I sunning and swimming in Cozumel. It was lovely. I mean to say, it was lovely until Greg realized he had lost his wedding ring. While swimming. In the ocean. He raised his left hand out of the water to show his naked finger and the only response I could muster was, "You're kidding." Unfortunately he wasn't kidding in the slightest. We decided to not let the situation ruin our vacation and planned on buying a new one when we returned home. [Note: It's safe to say this wouldn't have been my reaction had the lost ring been mine. Remember this?]

Let it be know that Greg was the ring-wearer in our relationship prior to our engagement. He already wore two rings (one of the CTR variety and another made by a jeweler in his mission to the Philippines) before I placed his wedding band on THE finger. He is also the one that rarely removes said wedding ring. (I'm paranoid about ruining my ring so I take it off when I wash my hands, etc.) SO, he felt pretty awkward without his ring.

Two days later we rented snorkeling equipment from the resort dive shop to explore the water nearby. At some point during our excursion, I commented how crazy it would be if we found the ring. We decided to swim over to the area where we realized the ring was lost figuring we might as well check out more fish. I came upon a rock I knew we had been climbing on two days prior when I saw a really pretty tiny purple fish. I followed the fish as it swam over the rock when what should enter my view but the ring. There it was, sitting a few feet under the water on top of the rock. I think I stopped breathing for a moment as I reached forward fully expecting to grab nothing but a handful of salt water, as the ring I was seeing couldn't be real. Once the ring was safely in my grasp I emerged from the water screaming hysterically. Greg was swimming far enough away he only heard the muffled sound of my celebration. He pulled his head out of the water to the great surprise of my find. Needless to say, he was very happy. And relieved. And didn't even care about the people staring at us from the shore.

X marks the spot of the discovery. ish.

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Dear Allie,

You will be so proud of me. I have spent most of the last two work days sorting through and GETTING RID OF old, useless papers/stuff in my "office". I am almost done with the last drawer of the file cabinet next to my desk which contained nothing worth keeping. Literally. I found a thank you letter from 1990. I found duplicate copies of e-mail correspondence from 2001 in which the sender asked if the receiver would help at such-and-such event and the receiver replied with yes. Why would you print that? Twice? Needless to say, the recycling bin is full to the brim today.

Aren't you proud?

If only I could take this organizing enthusiasm home with me.

Love, DUB

vacation

After at least a week long struggle with Photobucket (pictures showing up different sizes than they claimed to be-ugh), here are a few pictures of our trip to Cozumel...

View of the back of the resort. The large hut-like structure was where we ate breakfast and lunch. They strung rows of string along the open back to deter birds from flying in. They flew in from the other ends anyways and every few minutes you would hear the waiters clapping their hands to get the birds to fly out. The small orange building to the right is the "activities center" (pick up towels, rent water sports equipment, workout room, pool tables, etc.).



Another view of the back of the resort with Greg standing on the pier. Apparently a woman fell into the water here the day we left when she leaned over too far to look at the fish. I wish we would have seen it... The white house you see a glimpse of on the left was the governor's, come to find out. We caught a peek inside the gates and I think I may have dared Greg to go in.



The water to the left is the calm, clear water behind our resort. It was really interesting to see a distinct line of the change underwater when we snorkeled.



Fish you could see while standing on the pier. I wish we had an underwater camera to capture the really pretty ones we saw.



View from the beach chairs in the shade. A great place to relax with a good book. I loved the look/texture of these "umbrellas."



Beach chairs. Love the color and repetition of shape when they're all lined up.



View from the hammock.



LOVELY gear for our bike tour. Check out that bike! Greg's didn't have handlebar plugs and another lady that went with us had her chain fall off twice (sweet Greg fixed it for her).



Can you spot the iguana?



Squinty eyes from too many margaritas? I did mention our resort was all-inclusive, right?



We got a kick out of the lunch menu. Macarron and cheese? Delicious.



Greg teeing up for a round of mini-golf. Watch out for hole 12-it's a doozy!



How cute is he? Dinner at the resort restaurant.