My tan is fading but not my Caribbean attitude

Well, we have been back in the good ole' US of A for a solid three weeks now, and I feel like a "pale face". LOL. Think I need to head to the fake bake to keep the illusion of a Caribbean tan. If I close my eyes I can taste a Carib beer with lime and feel the sun on my face and the sand under my feet. I know this sounds silly to most people, but I am home sick for hot, muggy weather, sandy beaches, goats in the yard, stray dogs on the beach, karaoke on Mondays and the Oualie Beach Boys on Tuesdays. Most of all, I miss Brian. In the end, if it meant living with goats, sheep, piss-ants, fire ants, and donkey spiders for the rest of my life, I would rather be on Nevis than here as long as I am with Brian. Love you baby!