Bar-Shmae-Dos

I'm on my way to Barbados tomorrow (Amanda and I are re-living our recent weekend in Miami by spending a day or so at my bro's place on the way down) for a wedding. This is also going to be an experimental weekend, as I'm taking the cord for my camera and I'm going to try - or at least think about - blogging on site. The genius that comes from 8 hours of sun and six rum punches cannot be recreated faithfully on the stupid chaise lounge in my apartment when I'm busy checking my tan lines to see if they've fading yet. And yes, I packed 13 sundresses and 5 pairs of shoes for six days, you got a problem with that??