I actually didn't mean to post that title ( and haven't any idea what language I accidentally wrote in), but my new-found lack of ability to speak English seems to be continuing.
The jokes on me about re-naming myself "Treefrog".
Last night I dreamed that Hillary herself was here in Sayulita,Mexico, and I could only speak in frog croaks.
I leap-frogged towards her, ribbiting all the way, ribbited and frog-jumped in front of her, and then frog-jumped away.
She didn't seem to mind. Always the greatest sport, that Hillary.

Well, back to our rigorous schedule of swimming, eating, sleeping, buying Mexican balls, and painting!
Anyone want me to buy them a Mexican ball? Only 10 pesos ( around 70 cents)!
I will return to my regular awesome blogging on February 5th, until then these few pathetic posts written on my Ipod will be all I can occasionally summon!
Thanks for checking in!
Let's see if this works... ooh that was hard!