i’m saying words in lunchbox time.

Here are my last 48 hours: Sat 11am: playing shuffleboard on deck 11 as the ship pulled into Nassau Sat 1pm: having a mojito de naranja on Paradise Island Sat 6pm: worrying that our favorite shipmates hadn’t made it back on board, since they were last seen at Senor Frog’s* Sat 11pm: wearing a toga and leafy crown at the ...

i heart boobs.

Happy Last-day-of-work-before-the-cruise-HELL-YES!! First, a very quick recap of earlier this week: Tuesday, I met Matt at Salut again for the last visit for his article. The bartender, Raj, is fantastic. So is their food. Not so much with the crowd, but I’m kind of charmed by a place where I can sit at the bar with a cappuccino-in-a-bowl and not ...

cheese makes her poop!

I’m beginning to wonder how anyone ever has time to be prolific on this here internet. I barely even have time for my semiweekly update! Also, it’s possible at some point that there will come a NON-best weekend ever, but it’s kind of hard to imagine. Friday lunchtime, Cindi, Andy, Stephanie and I assembled at the Happy Gnome before heading ...

GOPHER REJECTS! ! !!!

Dearest internet, how are your things today? My things, they are excellent. Because on top of everything else, there is HOCKEY. Wednesday evening, we achieved our goal of ultimate chillaxation, with a surprising amount of household productivity as well. We did laundry (I dragged my giant bag over to Matt’s, because I have this problem involving running out of underwear ...