Decadent December : Vacation in Cabo San Lucas

It happened in September, after realizing we wouldn't be able to celebrate our anniversary in the way we thought we'd be able to. So we canceled plans, but not without promising each other a celebration as soon as we could. A few months later, we found ourselves in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico toasting to the end of the year. Except I was toasting with a shot of cough medicine. It was way sexy, especially when the doctor came into our hotel room and handed me antibiotics and vapor rub. Nothing says VACATION like menthol.

I knew it'd happen. The minute I'd allow myself to relax, my body would make me pay for every cold I owed an IOU to during wedding season. JD said I could be sick in bed, or sick by the pool (his logic just kills me), so I opted for the latter. We spent our days doing a whole lotta nothing and I loved every minute of it. While he swam, made friends with East Coasters, and did Tai Chi on the beach, I read. Under the warmth of beach towels. When asked if I'd like a drink, I responded, No, but if you have cough drops, I'd like an order of those, please!

A couple days into the trip I started feeling better and Senorita Jasmine was back in action. And by action I mean I was finally able to read my books at my normal pace. PARTY ANIMAL!!!

This is the view of Las Ventanas Resort from our room at sunrise…now, what was I doing awake at sunrise on my vacation? I HAVE NO IDEA. I told JD I was trying to be all artistic and one-with-myself and stuff like that. I sounded way deep.

The weather was perfect and I couldn't have dreamt of a better place to be sick…

The ever obligatory feet photo. Don't hate. I'm a girl…THIS IS WHAT WE DO.

…then JD's feet got jealous, so I had to get a photo of them together.

After I took this photo I started laughing. Is it just me or is JD trying to act like a Hispanic Luke Perry or what?!

Okay! So dinner on the beach…cute idea, right? Well, it was. It was beautiful and romantic and all the stuff chick flicks are made of.
But take a good look at this photo…you'll see there aren't any other guests at this party. Oh, sure, ten tables were set up adjacent to the crashing waves, but we were the only people there. At first I nervously giggled, hoping others would appear. By the time the third course came around, I was flat-out laughing. I decided to pretend JD set up this entire party just for us like I was a contestant on The Bachelor. In case you're wondering, I so got a rose at the end of the night.

JD snuck a picture of me trying to clear my sinuses. I think this is what they mean when they say For Better or For WORSE…

I have no idea why JD is showing off the menu. Maybe he had a zit, I can't remember.
Oh! The story gets even better…part of the beach dinner included a dance show. An ammmmmazing dance show. With fire throwers and the exciting stuff like that. After each dance number, it was just the two of us clapping. I felt so badly because maybe I wasn't clapping loud enough. I tried whistling to show my enthusiasm, but I don't know how to whistle, so I grabbed the menu and waved it in the air.

And right then I realized this dorky move was something my mother would do. I guess this means I'm cool and soon eligible for social security.

The trip was made possible when we redeemed our travel miles from our credit card (thank you, Visa!) and it provided an amazing opportunity for us to relax, but also plan the first four months of 2012. We outlined our business goals for early next year and set into motion more crazy ideas and I hope they come to life. Because, really, they're so cool you might just find yourself waving a menu in the air like you just don't care.