It's so much better on holiday

The lyrics to a Franz Ferdinand song that keeps running through my head...

It's always better on holiday
It's so much better on holiday
That's why we only when
We need the money

Si, life is better on holiday, and while I am missing my cohorts from the great green city of Seattle, I do rather enjoy having virtually no obligations other than blogging, the occasional diaper change, and general personal hygiene control.

I looked in the paper today and there was an ad for avocados at $.12 each. I took a moment to indulge in a guacamole/bathtub fantasy.

This weekend is a Dominican holiday weekend, and we had hoped to spend the time at a swanky seaside funplace, but have to stay at home because no one is available to watch the dogs. Reason number 1,205 that rats are the best pets. Just throw a wad of food in the cage, make sure there's enough water, and boom, yer good to go.

Due to the nixing of the seaside splendor, we will probably do a series of day trips instead. One idea in the works is to visit a coffee plantation. Whilst I am not a crazy coffee junkie like so many I know back in Seattle (and being a barista I know a lot), I'd still be interested to see how the magic of the legal drug I've been pushing for the past several years comes into being. I have actually discovered that the coffee that is the most prevalent here is actually quite tasty to me. When I do drink coffee, I like it to be just a bold no-nonsense cup, and that's precisely what is delivered. Plus a pound of it here is like $2. If only I could live off coffee, avocados, bananas and rum I could retire here with one more year of work.