As K informed us this morning, we are officially three short weeks from our romantic Mexican getaway for four, and I am not exaggerating when I say that I am bursting at the seams. Bursting, I say! First of all, we very clearly booked ourselves into a couples-only resort for a long weekend, so we’re assuming we’ll make or break at LEAST one couple’s honeymoon. Second of all, I am craving summer, my friends. It is bad. I splurged on three pairs of new sandals last week, I painted my toes neon pink this weekend, and on Monday, the hubs…