Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Home...


(Me...with fruity margarita for the beach....)
Sweet home...minus the sand.
I have a ton of pictures to get into a little slideshow then I will post the most boring link, so that you can all look at them.

Our Trip was beyond fabulous...Here it is in a nutshell. I lost both my ipods, because I lose everything. (my name and address is with the Ipods in case someone wants to return them) they were left in row 13C of the American Airlines flight, last flight of the day I was told, so, in all reality, those nice people who clean the plane should have found them. HAHAHAHA I guess they consider those little piece of electronics "tips".
We all got sunburned, even though we went through 2 bottles of 75 block and I actually sat under an umbrella with a hat. Ask anyone! The 12 y.o got bit so bad by a hermit crab at the beach store he wouldn't even touch the one he bought for 13$...now I have to take care of it.
He also managed to get stung by jellyfish, but luckily the mean Aussie lifeguard told us to get some vinegar from the snack bar and pour on it. It helped....better than trying to pee on it.
I ate my weight in boiled Pnuts at the "Boathouse"...and scarfed down Gumbo everyday, sometimes twice a day, and had fresh grilled fish sandwiches which were filet to order at AJ's.
I ripped my toenail off "boogie boarding".
The Family was great. We didn't stay together, and you know what they say...the family that doesn't bunk in the same condo stays together...it worked for us.
The wedding was short and pretty...the best kind...nothing like those crazy hour long Catholic weddings.
Olive saw Porpoise about 4 feet away when she was playing with Daddoo, on the second sandbar, and swears they were Mermaids.
I found a pink Barbie on the beach the second day while running and she thought the God's sent it to her and explained to her Bubba how the new Pink Barbie is gonna be so happy and excited when she sees the Barbie Castle she will now live in at Colorado, instead of the old sandy beach.
I thought the Barbie did look pretty happy...on the beach...but it's hard not being a Malibu Barbie and living on the beach, so she probably IS happier in Colorado.

I'm gonna leave out the part about the father of the bride, my brother in law, being so hammered at the wedding he could barely stand up...he's a friendly drunk, so it was actually comical.
And the part about my sissy "hangin' out with the nice drug dealer" in the condo hooked to ours...because she is an adult and can make her own decisions. heehee
And that Olive peed on the "puck puck"(putt-putt) golf course while we were playing...through her panties, through her dress....because she didn't think there was a potty anywhere near.
Oh yeah...and the fact that Freckle face girl is now totally covered in zits and peeling skin because red head and Florida sun do not mix...while the rest of my family looks as if they had a nice relaxing vacation and are a nice shade of golden brown...similar to a coppertone commercial.

stay tuned for pictures this evening


4 comments:

Lauren From Texas said...

sounds like a blast! I'm jealous!

Douglas said...

Totally memorable! What a blast:-)

nurselisastowe said...

I sound like a crack whore. If anyone reads this, I did not have sexual relations with that man and I did not do drugs (although I should have taken advantage of that last option)

k said...

nurselisastowe - the writer of this blog does tend to exaggerate slightly.
But we love her anyway.