My Cabana Boy finally came to visit me this past week and despite my skepticism and tendency to expect the worst, everything went as good as it possibly could have.
Day 1: Found that I could walk about ten miles in 80 degree heat and not pass out. Also found someone who eats as fast as I do.
Day 2: Found that I can walk another five or so miles the day after walking ten miles and still be ok to babysit. Also, a grown man will take the word of a three year old kid on which shoe goes on which foot (even if it’s wrong- but apparently I’m the one with no common sense, go figure).
Day 4: When it comes to amusement parks, I think I’ll always be a kid at heart….oh and it is possible to burn standing in line for rides, even if you’re not a pale Belgian man
Day 5: Drunk birthday nookie is good, no matter how old you are. Be sure to have some sort of recording device present, so you don’t wake up the next morning and wonder if the meaningful things said were real or imagined (in my case it was real, but it took me two days to confirm this)
Day 6: Being 26 isn’t so bad when a spontaneous Cabana Boy follows you into your morning shower. However, if said shower event occurs, one should not shove the curtain liner out of the way with one’s foot, lest flooding of one’s bathroom floor, and subsequently, the ceiling of the office below occur. Dude, then the building superintendant comes up and knocks at your door and you have to answer all frazzled and wrapped in a towel, with no blood in your brain, and then he smirks at you and chuckles, telling you to be sure to shower with the curtaininsidethe tub. Also, no matter how docile a cat may seem, do not let your boyfriend talk you into taking a walk with the cat outside. The cat will spazz and maul your boyfriend, traumatizing all human and felines involved. The upside is a lot of “rampaging pussy” jokes can ensue and keep you giggling for the rest of the night.
All in all, the week was great. I’m already planning my trip to Belgium for this winter, and trust me, it can’t come soon enough.













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