is it sad that unpacking is so very satisfying? or maybe just mildly ocd, i can think of it that way if it will make me feel better. but gosh darn, you can't beat that feeling of everything being back in the exact right place, except those birds, which i gotta see to soon...
came back with only a slight, not painful burn on my shoulders and without any funny tan lines...amazing, that spf 30. being in a place where everyone smiles so much at you is nice, except for a few old ladies who seem to glower. of course half being paid to smile, what would you expect? i think, however, certain members of the family need to not hate boys so much...
piña coladas make my tongue hurt after awhile. gosh darn. and i wish i could drink rum.
~G2~