Tomorrow's the big day. T-Ko, Baby-Ko and I are heading to the beautiful island of Maui for a week. My best friend T and her boyfriend are coming too so I have no doubt it's going to be a blast. It's our first trip with Baby-Ko and while we are so excited, we're both a little nervous about how he'll handle the plane... I'm sure that it'll be smooth sailing once we land, but the shlepping portion of it all sounds a little daunting. I seriously cannot believe the amount of crap that one 18 pound baby needs. So much that I literally got on the scale with the suitcase to see if it exceeds 50 pounds. Good news: it doesn't. Bad news: I now know how much I weigh BEFORE a trip and mommy is not happy. Fuck it. What's one more Mai Tai and Pina Colada anyway....
I just hope T doesn't mind when she shows up to the pool with fun reading material like US Weekly and Harpers Bazaar and all I've got to swap is Pat the Bunny and Moo Ba La La La...
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