Oy, am I hungover dehydrated.
Just got back from Jamaica which ROCKED.
It's actually a miracle they let us on the plane at all since I told the flight attendants at the plane door to "hold on a sec- my husband just got stopped by the dogs." Which, at the time, seemed logical to my Valium-soaked brain, but was actually a miscommunication from the 9-year-old to the 12-year-old to the 17-year-old to me.
My point being, I can't play 'telephone" when I'm wasted.
IF you go to Jamaica and IF you see someone order a "rum punch" and IF you ask the bartender what's in it and they say "rum and fruit juice"?
What they really mean is "dark rum, light rum, 151 rum, and magical Jamaican alcohol-hiding juice."
Because if you had known THAT, you wouldn't have slammed down 2 in a row then decided you had to participate in "Reggae Dance Lessons" because goddammit you have rhythm so how hard could it be.
In retrospect, the dance instructors were probably hoping for a dance style influenced by
But they got