What goes away for a while and makes you think you've seen the last of it then comes out of hiding when you least expect it? If your answer was "herpes", then technically you're correct. However, the answer we're looking for in this case, is ME! (Disclaimer: I don't have, nor have I ever had, herpes. I'm simply going off of what I've gleaned about them from Valtrex commercials.)
This past weekend, my girlfriends and I packed our bags and headed up north for some quality R&R. We free-boobed it the whole time, drank on the beach every day, and laughed until our junk food stuffed stomachs hurt. It was perfect.
Now, what happens up north stays up north, but, there are a few things I can confess to that went down while we were there:
- I was the first to wake up on Saturday morning, and I snuck over to the iPod and blasted this song at top volume as a wake up call for everyone else:
- I drank so many Malibu and pineapples that that's what my pee started to smell like.
- A fully clothed bubble bath. I blame the container of miniature rubber duckies that were perched on the side of the tub. Every time I sat on the toilet it was like they were staring at me, begging me silently with their beady little painted eyes, to take them for a swim. So me and one of my girlfriends finally did, complete with foam beards.
- Naps errydamnday. Sometimes more than one of them in a day. #playhardnaphard
To sum it up: there's simply nothing that beats spending time with your girlfriends. Whether it's going out or staying in, a group of ride or die bitches to do either with, is something I consider myself lucky to have! :)
What's your drink of choice?
What's your go-to dance move?