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May 04, 2008
Vacation
For some reason, I loathe writing about vacations. So bear with this short description: it was fun, relaxing, and full of good, quality sleep (10 hours a night) and lots of time sweating at the beach. We rented a car and drove around the island one day, went snorkeling, swam in the pool at our place, read, bought rum drinks, freaked out about bugs (me), freaked out about lizards (me), went fishing (Matt) and ate a lot of buttery meat that came in shells.
My favorite part of the trip, however, was on the plane ride down when I woke up from a nap, looked at the book in Matt's hands and asked him if it was fiction or nonfiction.
The book he was reading? World War Z: An Oral History of the Zombie War.
This may trump the time I pronounced "oregano" like "Oregon"...and then asked Elliott what exactly this "oregano" was.
Posted by Bree at May 4, 2008 02:59 PM
Comments
It's ok, not everyone remembers the Zombie wars.
Posted by: The matt at May 5, 2008 05:33 PM
No,just the Zombies...
Posted by: Mama Jelly at May 6, 2008 08:45 PM