C-Baby, Felix, and I have been planning our trip to the Tropics for two weeks now, but after two nights of heavily boozing, smoking, and dancing at Kathleen and Brian's wedding in Jackson, I didn't think that I was going to make it. Somehow, I pulled through, made it to the tropics, and jump started my drunk again with half a beer. Let me start off by saying that C-Baby's house is more like a chateau or a villa. It's absolutely beautiful...and huge...and has the most amazing pool and hot tub...not to mention surrounded by palm trees (hence The Tropics).
So what do we do? Pound beers and smoke cigs, of course. After splashing around in the pool for a couple hours and finishing off two cases of beer, C-Baby decides that she's a member of the Olympic swim team.
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| Back Flip Champion |
"Oooookkkkkkkk!!!! Front flip or back flip? You know, I was a champion swimmer in high school. I was on the swim team." -C-Baby
Felix and I were cheering her on as her brother and friends looked on in disgust. I'm sorry I'm not sorry that we don't have sticks up our asses and like to have a damn good time. In retrospect, we probably shouldn't have let her do these back flips...she hit the water face-first several times, but immediately shouted for approval,
"Was that a good one? You promise?" -C-Baby
Actually, her back flips were pretty bad ass. No way in hell I would be able to make a complete rotation front flip or back flip off of a diving board...probably not even flipping on the floor. But then, the most hilarious thing of the entire weekend occurred. As C-Baby yelled at us to watch and pick front or back flip, she lost her footing, stumbled down a few steps, ricocheted off of the brick wall, and catapulted into the bushes. Felix and I fucking lost it. Beer went shooting out of my nose, Felix was laughing so hard his face turned purple, and believe it or not, after about a minute of wallering around in the mulched flower bed, C-Baby arose laughing hysterically. I'm surprised she didn't ask, "Was that a good one?"
After we all recovered from "C-Baby Takes a Tumble," we (as in I, Chef Honey) made fish tacos, guac, crab dip, etc. I don't think anyone else could have been trusted with a knife at this point. So yummy, and so much for the diet I had been on for the past week. We ended the night with margaritas and gossip in the hot tub.
The next morning, we loaded up and headed to Ihop before hitting the pool again. Nothing too exciting happened at the pool later that day...sunburns, beer, and good tunes, but we did have some excellent quotes on the way to Ihop.
"Do Russians celebrate Memorial Day?" -C-baby (She's really pretty.)
"There is nothing more American than Ihop." -Honey (Murica)
The Tropics. So wonderful. So relaxing. Ya'll should really try and make a trip sometime soon. But, obviously, not everyone can make as much money and afford these trips like I can...the construction industry really pays good. NOT. And for this weekend? Oh, I'm jetting off to the Caribbean....aka Pickwick.
XOXO,
Sunburned Honey
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