“It’s so hot we don’t need to go back all the way to Malaysia.”

This was what Lokes said yesterday.

I had no idea it was THIS hot. And I can’t wear less clothes without causing a scene.

It’s been 2.5 years since I’ve felt this hot (and I don’t mean because I’ve-got-this-cute-new-bob hot).

And people here are too tanned and healthy-looking for my comfort. What the hell. I have been having salad two days straight.

But it feels good. I’ve lost about five pounds since starting the South Beach diet and two weeks of exercise. Best of all, I don’t even feel the munchies. Dr Agatston is a genius. I don’t even feel as though I’m on a diet as well, even on vacation. Although I did have a creme brulee yesterday at Maggiano’s. That was awesome.

Rae is turning six tomorrow.

“I can’t believe I’m gonna be six years old,” she quipped a moment ago.

Neither can I, sweetie.

Neither can I.