rub, rub, rub it in

i've been having a hard time thinking of anything to blog, because pretty much all that goes on in my head these days is "CARIBBEAN!! GOING! TO! CARIBBEAN!! i wonder if i should get a new bathing suit. and i totally need to be really diligent about using my jergens tanning lotion stuff because, hello, alice's stomach post-winter on a beach? yeah, scary. i wonder if my foot is ok enough to start going back to the gym? because i'd love to be in better shape before going to the caribbean. also, caribbean caribbean caribbean. ps, caribbean."

and, uh, that might get boring for you guys. also maybe seem a little gloaty. which i'm not! no gloating here! just... excited. very. excited.

i've never actually been to the caribbean for more than one night as a time. as i've mentioned before, i've been to lots of places in the caribbean. just.. not for very long. every trip has been of the fly-down-saturday-drag-hungover-self-back-sunday variety. and now? five whole nights! in one place!

of course, you know the REAL problem with that much time in the islands: i'll burn to a wee little crisp. i've pretty much burned every single time i've ever ventured to the caribbean, and each of those times was for a total of like 20 hours, 9 of which were dark. so 6 straight days there? hooooo-boy. not that my mom reads this bog, but mom, i swear, i'm going to use LOTS of sunscreen! every half hour. ish.

so yeah. caribbean. i'm going with my delightful friend liz, because we found this really superbly excellent deal that really was just too good NOT to go (seriously! it would have been a crime or something. a crime against... the caribbean) and so poof! we're going. just me and liz. for 5 nights. hee. ok i'll shut up now...