Sam Went Home

Lo and behold! I got back to the room this morning from snorkling and found a note from Sam. He had enough of Acalpulco and was catching the next plane back to Texas. Left me a credit card and said "see you at the Back Forty." Ah, well. I'm sure I can entertain myself for another day. Girls, this one is for you! I'm going shopping and hope I can get through customs with my goods.

Already got the lawn mowed this morning. Only downfall on a morning mow is that one cannot relax with a cold beer on the porch after mowing at 8am. In watching my hummingbirds this morning, I noticed that a Balitmore Oriole (sp?) is helping himself to the sugar water. Upon closer inspection, he has knocked off one of the yellow covers in order to get his beak into the sugar water. I looked on the ground and around the area for said cover but it is not to be found. Damn bird is smarter than I give him credit for. Warning to Bird Lovers: He will meet his Maker sooner than later if he continues to scare off my hummingbirds. Alternative would be to hang up bird feeders but that would require 1) going to town and 2) buying said feeders and bird seed. Not going to happen any time soon.

In holding to tradition, I must get to the beach for my morning Bloody Mary. Need to clear the cobwebs from my brain due to a late night of singing old Beatles songs with the lounge band last night. Beach towel? check! Sunscreen? check! Book? Sunglasses? check and check! Credit card? Crap, where did I put the credit card?