But last night we went to Duffy's Love Shack for burgers for dinner. I appreciated the little plastic marlins used for swizzle sticks -- just my size!
But sleep was difficult for golf last night -- she and Larry didn't realize that while they had all the door open yesterday upon approval, nine million mosquitos had taken up residence in their apartment, every one of whom feasted on golf all night long. She got very little sleep and was miserable. She says tonight she'll bathe in deet before retiring. Probably not conducive to romance on a tropical island . . . . .
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