I say oppressive like it's a bad thing.
It is the best kind of oppression there is.
I am FORCED to take a dip in the pool.
I am FORCED to go inside and relax in the cranking air conditioning.
I am FORCED to sip a pina colada at the swim up bar.
See what I mean?
|My Carry-On. Complete with apples, watermelon and strawberries.|
|SkyMall. Offers the latest accessories for biker gangs.|
|First lunch. Poolside. Pina Coladas and the biggest hot dogs of life.|
|All day. Every day. It was as awesome as it looks.|
Yep, the WORLD.
If you follow me on twitter.
Or have hung out with me in the past two weeks.
I haven't stopped talking about these tortilla chips.
|I love you, Arizona.|
|1. Fun + Food 2. Following the Chili's 3. FOOD 4. FUN 5. Following the Chili's Home|
|Tweeted about it being my 2 Year Gall-Bladder-I-Versary got me this spammy reply...too funny.|
|Riding in a CLASSY white town car to the mall. Our chauffer was trying to appease our music taste, playing I Like Big Butts. I think he nailed it.|
|And then back to the hotel. And pool. And yes, I need that many towels. Deal with it.|
|Looking straight up from my lounge chair. And vowing to never leave.|
|You know we bought the souvenir boot glasses.|
|The sky on our last night. It's a wonder I actually came home.|
|How cute are these two? Hanging at the gate.|
|Boarding to come home. Flight 828. Um, my birthday flight #, SO FUN!|
|And, HOME. Arizona may have Chili's, but San Franciscans love their dogs. Worth returning home for. Paw prints leading out of baggage claim...|
So sad to leave the oppression behind. I am pretty sure next year is already in the books....
PS: Still time to sign up for the mug-swap!