Child is gone, room to ourselves... beautiful, tropical fruits all around... island views from the balcony... and where do I find Rick?
Tired of paying those high, high prices for breakfast each morning, we invested in some paper bowls, individual cereals and even some plastic spoons. Oh yeah, and a bottle of milk.
I had planned a gourmet breakfast for us this morning, in the room. But I couldn't find Rick... again.
Well, he'd found all the breakfast items...
but he just couldn't tear himself away from that tv.