We're back from sunny Jamaica!! We had a fabulous time, just the 2 of us, doing nothing for a week. And by nothing, I mean laying by the pool, sipping pina coladas, working on our tans, eating strange foods, listening to Bob Marley, people watching, discussing by whisper who should and should not be going topless that day (I've never seen so many different shapes and sizes, but for the record, these girls stayed under wraps.)
We saw Gallagher in the airport, met a crazy couple from Dayton, broke down on the side of a mountain on our way to the resort, won a bottle of rum after a wild game of Bingo, still didn't find any hundred dollar bills or gold nuggets left behind in First Class (gosh darn, will this ever happen?), and had insomnia like never before, which allowed me to witness at least 4 Jamaican sunrises.
Not too shabby.
And since I know you really just want to see what my fat butt looks like in a bathing suit, here go.