Photographic Evidence

A few photos and a bit of narrative:

Day 1 Beer 1: This picture was taken just after we set sail. I was very excited about my first beer, my bikini, my hat, my swimsuit cover up, my eye-wear, everything...

Day 1 Beer 3 or 4: The above picture is of me sunning on the top deck. I was still happy and excited at this point. Some hours after this picture was taken is when I fell. I wanted to go right home after that.


Day 2 Beer 1: Very sore, but fairly medicated (Tylenol). I felt pretty miserable here, but I have the Game Face on. If you don't know about the Game Face, you haven't been reading the whole time I've been writing. Anyhow, this was after I was asked if I was expecting (one out of three times). I took the first time in stride, but I was very angry on the inside.

Day 2 After Booze Nap (above): Formal night. I didn't set an alarm and we booze napped for 2 hours and almost missed our dinner. I'm glad we didn't, because our dinner partners were really fun to talk to and we really enjoyed being dressed up.

Day 3 No Beer Yet: Beautiful Grand Cayman! Not sure why we are wearing these snorkel vests, but they ruined this set of pictures. Well, not ruined but we look goofy.

After we swam with the stingray's, we went to Seven Mile Beach. It was crowded, but we enjoyed a few drinks and a hamburger on the beach. Tell me, is this what pregnant looks like these days? Because it was on this day that I was asked if I was expecting (for the second time). I got real bent out of shape at this point and started to feel really bloated and questioned my bikini attire.

Day 4 Pre Drinking in Cozumel: I busted out the MILF shirt, yo! It was fun to wear, I heard people asking behind my back what MILF was. This picture was taken before we went to Passion Island.

Day 4 Boozed Up: Liquid Medication! I drank about 17 Tequila Sunrises. I also had a massage on the beach and that is where I was asked for the 3rd time if I was pregnant. Does pregnant drink like this? I hope not. At any rate, we met another couple that was on our ship and partied down. When we got back in the van with them to go back to the pier, they let it out that they were "swingers". I am not quite sure what my response was, but I think it was very eloquent and diplomatic (not kidding) for the amount of booze that was in me. They got out and went shopping, and we got back on the ship for our marathon nap. Below is us on the boat after the boozing-

Day 5 at Sea: Woke up at 7am from a 16 hour nap. Got out of the cabin and got some more sun and beer. I didn't really take many pictures worth sharing on Day 5. I do have a whole collection of myself in the MILF shirt taken by the Swinging Couple on Day 4, but I'm going to just save most of those for myself. Unless you beg.