RaisingDad

          The four of us--myself, my wife, her cousin Laura, and Laura's husband--spent the first day of our  Cancún  vacation enjoying the pool. That's just how it worked out. By the time our plane landed, between checking in and getting rid of the timeshare salesman, there wasn't much time or energy to do much else.      I thought it was funny that most of the people in bathing suits chose to swim in a pool while there was a perfectly good ocean to frolic in. As for me, my ocean frolicking days are behind me, so I laid on a lounge bed under an umbrella ordering margarita after margarita, because the only thing better than a margarita is  another  margarita.       I tipped the waiter 20  pesos  until I realized two things: 1) my free drinks were costing me money, and 2) I had legs. Just so you know, at my age laying down on the lounge chair is easy, getting up is hard, so I  earned  all ...

        On our vacation in Mexico ​,  the all-inclusive resort we stayed at for the first week was located right on the beach. White sand. Blue water. Thonged women. One in particular revealing a roundness that a perfectly proportioned peach would envy. I’ve never seen so many bottoms in my life.  Some old, some young, some too young. I made it a point not to look at that last category. You never know if Chris Hansen from  To Catch a Predator  is hiding in the bushes.      I don't mean to judge, but I wonder about fathers who let their daughters dress like that . One father at the beach was even taking selfies with two daughters who looked like they had just entered their teens. I wanted to tell him, “Hey, buddy, two thongs don’t make a right.”  Sure, that’s a bad pun, but that pun remind ed   m e  I  needed  to go through my   youngest  daughter’s closet and throw some s tuff  ...