I'm baaaaack.

I'll have pictures shortly. In the meantime, let me share this story with you. It's not from my trip, per se, but it is entertaining nonetheless.

In my second week of vacation, I get a call from my sister at 9 a.m. Spain time (3 a.m. here in the States). At first, I thought she had gotten into another car accident. (She tends to have them while our mom's on vacation.) Thankfully, that wasn't the case, though the story is still a bit disturbing.

She was calling because she had just gotten home after a few days at a work conference, and had gone to her basement apartment to find poop and pee on her bed. Yes, poop ... and pee ... on ... her ... bed. In the words of my brother after my sister called him, "What the?"

Turns out a stray cat had somehow gotten into the basement, but couldn't get back out, so the poor thing was stuck, with no food, no water and most likely scared out of its mind for about a week. Horrible!

The cat tried to eat our bird, which, thankfully, survived to tell (or chirp) the tale.

In the end, my brother came over and the two of them were able to get the cat to leave the house. They wanted to feed it before it went, but the cat took off -- no surprise there. I'm sure it was itching the get the heck out of there.

Well, that's the story. What are the chances? I tell you, this kind of stuff only happens to the Diarrhea family.

Anyway, I'll have pics of the trip soon. No exciting stories, I'm afraid. Just did a lot of beaching, eating, sleeping and a bit of shopping. All in all, a nice, relaxing vacation ... just what I needed.