I gained 15 lbs in Puerto Rico.
Ok...so that's a slight exaggeration, but I'm definitely more than just one bout of the stomach flu away from my goal weight now. I'm going out with my girlfriends tomorrow and just told them that I'm planning on taking down my curtains, wrapping myself in them and calling it a day, because there is no way in hell any of my clothes are going to fit right now...
The trip was great. Some highlights:
- Hanging out with millionaires (that's kind of an inside joke that only my girls will laugh at and I would apologize, but it's my blog and I'll make inside jokes if I want to)
- Going through the McDonald's drive through - they have Chips Ahoy McFlurries in PR! That's right...I said Chips a-fuckin-hoy McFlurries. Who knew you'd be required to order in Spanish, though???
- Being embarrassed to tell people that we ate at Subway on our vacation and calling it Suebaywa to make it sound like an exotic restaurant...shut up.
- Finding a life sized cutout of Arnold Palmer in the hotel and conducting a photo shoot with it...then telling people at the bar that night that we ran into an old friend earlier that day and showing them the pictures, "He didn't say much, but we could tell he was happy to see us." (BTW...I'm SO using the pic of me and Arnie as my xmas card...I'm thinking it'll go like this, "Hope your Holidays are Hole-y ones!" - Love, Trixie & The King)
- The Iguana feeding: I'll post pictures of this. I've become obsessed with Iguanas, which is really weird because I don't really do reptiles.
- Checking into the resort with our 4 suitcases and 6 bags of alcohol
- A guy told my girlfriends and I that we should "charge admission for this show."
- I learned how to spell peoples names with my ass...and I have video of it
- I met my first Aussie. He was a caddie and I'm pretty sure he was drunk the entire week. He hit on me by telling me how hot I looked and then said, "You didn't look this good last night." Then he followed up that slam dunk by asking me to have a threesome with him and another caddie. I love Aussies.
- Bad fashion in PR...just all around bad. Like...the worst I've ever seen. And I'm from hickville, usa.
I'll post more juicy stories, but right now I have to go to bed. I didn't get in until late last night and I had to get up at 4am to go to Omaha for the day today.
Back to reality.
Posted by TheTrixie at 7:25 PM