"We are going to Cuba!" my friend Debbie screamed over the phone.
"Who? You and Bill?
"No chicklet, you and me."
"Why me? Why not Bill?
"Him? Are you kidding if it doesn't involve hunting he's not interested. "
So off we went, my BBF and I left the men at home and flew off into the sunset for a week of tropical climes to get the winter chills out of our bones. My husband is not a beach kind of guy so the fact that I was with a good friend who loved the sun as much as I do was a bonus.
We sat on the beach and drank funky things involving tequila and joined a few volley ball games. Considering the fact that we are two middle aged women, we did quite well. Unfortunately all the cute guys were young enough to be our kids we had to behave. We toured sugar cane plantations and soaked up the sun.
The holiday was over too soon but we enjoyed the break just the same.