..especially confessing not only to my wife, but to our best friends. At least I had a number of drinks to blame it on later. "Yes...occasionally." I ...qualified. "How often?" Cindy pressed. And I noticed that both Shelly and Frank sat there expectantly waiting to hear my response."Oh...I don't know, maybe every other day or so." I told her. "Did you this morning?" She asked me out of the blue. I had been in fact....during my morning shower. Cindy had come into the bathroom to hang up fresh. But here I was, letting her down. We planned a beach trip for just the two of us (not that we have k**s anyways) back in March and it was now July. Of course, being in an executive in the corporate lifestyle work can spring up at any moment. So instead of going to the beach next week I was going to be flying to Montana for business. Which means I had to break the news to my wife and which brings us back to the discussion we were having."Liz I know we set put this trip together back in. Jaldi hi main thodi boar ho gai aur maine samundar me tairne ka man banaya. Apne chahne walon ko main batadun ki main ek achhi tairaak hun. Main Tairti hui samundar me kafi andar tak gai aur apne badan ko dheela chhod diya to kinaare ki taraf aati lahron ne mujhe wapas kinaare par pahuncha diya. Us samay meri nazar apne pati par nagi padi thi jo chattanon ke peechhe khade ho kar mujhe dekha rahe the. ( Mujhe mere pati ne baad me bataya tha ki wo bhi wahan jaldi pahunch gaye the aur unhone mujhe. By then the Grapefruit League season was maybe half over, and the new Nats were feeling very good about themselves having won nine and lost only five. Balls were flying out of the wooden-fenced parks, and it was the rare game when we did not get two or three homers from our high-priced sluggers.The Washington newspapers and TV stations had produced reams of action photos and a multitude of excited stories, and, we were told, season ticket sales were steadily climbing. They were fixing up the.