- Out of the mildew room. Husband channeled his dad, I channeled my own, and we were out of there within a few minutes of speaking to someone at the front desk. Accommodations still lacking, but we have a DVD player now (yay, I can watch Twin Peaks!).
- Was driven into Bahamian tourist trap grocery store. Now proud owner of the most expensive jar of peanut butter in the world.
- Exactly how dirty is a floor when walking around barefoot on it for about 20 minutes leaves your feet TOTALLY black on the bottom? [Puts socks on]
- Pulling what I like to call a “Tim” (my dad) and washing every dish in this place in the dishwasher.
- May be trying out a new diet called “surviving on what we could afford at the tourist trap grocery store.” Recipes to follow.
- FYI, for anyone who is wondering…we’re not ungrateful wretches.
- Heading to the beach. I predict things will be better very soon.
Oklahoma girl through-and-through. Writer, aspiring domestic goddess and totalitarian dictator. Taking on the world one carb-induced coma at a time. Co-host of Picture Shows & Petticoats. 
Ooh to be on vacation… Dirt and all, sounds great.
The beach redeemed most of it!