when i opened her slideshow, i started chocking laughing and immediately called t and kristen, and blurted out “you’ve got to see these” and “didn’t we have the best time??”

i am not sure if you can tell from this first round of images how great we were living it up. you can, however, see miami in december, mine and kristen’s second chance to have a 25th birthday, our muster, tiffany on the dance floor, a crossword puzzle moment (herm!) and much much more. enjoy at your own risk.

after five days at sea with your best pals on a ship that makes more noises and rolls with every wave, waking up in the dead of the night in the attic yoga studio at your parents’ new house caused my confusion.

to disentangle and digest all the memories from those five days is taking longer that i expected. bits and pieces fly into my mind at random and i want to find elizabeth and say “remember when stair sang on the tender all the way back from the cayman islands,” i want remind tiff about her “birthday song” (the power of love), i want to run next door and whisper to kristen, “the sun is out!”.

of course, the sun is not out, we are not next door and thankfully, stair has stopped singing her version of the twelve days of christmas.

it’s hard not to feel a sense of loss at the end a week filled with debauchery, dirty monkeys, bloody mary’s and birthdays. of gameshows, strip shows and peepshows. of sunshine on sandy beaches and sunsets in hot tubs.

hopefully, i think a year will be just enough time for us all to detox, decompress and de-bankrupt our selves, because this was just the first of what i hope will be an annual adventure.

my cleansing program will have to begin tomorrow, as tonight is our holiday open house. and while there won’t be any hot tubs, i have a feeling there will be plenty of debauchery.

we’ve barely been on the ship two days, and already we have pages and pages of scribbled down memories. a lot of it makes fun of my mom or tiffany, but i think that is about what you’d expect.

we just docked in cozumel and the weather actually looks decent. yesterday was overcast and windy so we drank away our sorrows, beginning with a bloody mary at breakfast and ending with double-cranberry vodkas at the 70′s disco party.

i can’t wait to post pictures and do a more adequate summary of what happened here. no worries, the “what happens on a cruise, stays on a cruise” rule will absolutely no apply.

“You know how you were having people join you for a mile of your marathon? Well, let me join you for an hour when you are sipping fruity drinks on a beach next week.”

let me know if you want a similar, karmic moment with us onboard, at sea on or at beach not so near you.