- Much Sunscreen. If I get more than 15 minutes of sun, my melatoninless skin burns to a crisp.
- The random assortment of alcohol that has accumulated at my place. Roommates, sisters, friends, etc have left their fruity, girly, rather cheap, headache concoctions behind at my place. A girls beach trip is the perfect time to clean out the freezer.
- Dresses. Bikinis. Flip Flops. There's my outfit for each day.
- My business cards. I have my funky home business cards that I give to the earthy, funky guys, and my actual job cards that I give to more professional contacty people. Ok, well, I've handed out cards like twice in my life. Its a new objective for 09 though.
- Laptop. Then I can facebook whoever I meet... its the background check of the 21st century.
- My new pilates DVD. I like to pretend like I'll use it. And pretend like I can dance away 10 pounds before Friday. (A girl can always dream!)
- My game.
- My undying hope that I will meet the perfect, fun, single christian man at the beach waiting just for me to sweep my off my feet.
- Cheese and crackers baby.
- My girls!!!
Yay!! Ok, now I'm psyched up to pack!!
Have fun!!
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