Doodle Bug (minikin) wrote,
Doodle Bug

Christmas Vacation: Day 4

Tuesday morning & All of Monday (working backwards)

I've decided to post these from the ship. My goal will be to use less than $55 worth of on-line time at the pay-as-you go prices. Flar's planning on using internet cafés in port. And, hello, it's 50% off right now. :)

I just got back from the Lido deck, where I (*gasp*) sat in the sun. I read a few pages of Quicksilver, which is turning out to be Pychonian in style. (Okay, that may just be because the book is set in the same time period as the last Pychon book I tackled - Mason-Dixon, and it's a setting-style.) Anyway, I let the wind blow my hair across my face to shade me while I read, and I have managed to acquire a bit of pinkness, but no red. Yay me! I've been putting lemon juice in my hair to lighten the highlights, thus my odd attraction for the sun.

I had dessert for lunch: two lemon meringue tortes (about an inch radius, each) and a piece of diet coconut cake. Light and sweet. I had a late breakfast on the Lido deck, because we never quite got the filled out breakfast order to the doorknob last night. Flar had been up and about the ship for at least three hours when he woke me in time to find my own breakfast. Critter chose to wait until lunch was open, to venture out of the stateroom.

Last night was the Captain's Cocktail Party and Formal Christmas Dinner. Flar bought me a corsage (a very sweet surprise), and we had our formal pictures taken in the setting using the ship's atrium as a backdrop and rose bouquets on columns as props. I'll be looking for those pictures today. The embarkation photo was not worth buying, but I'll look to see if any of the dinner shots came out nice.

I am planning on starting a diet program at church in January. I am just too heavy to walk around in high heels -- I ended up taking mine off and walking the ship in tights last night. Said tights have been banished to the trash however, as they rubbed my inner thighs in that not so nice way. The boys were very sweet about dressing up for the formal dinner, and are relieved to know that I am not expecting them to attend the formal dinner on Friday. They also get to decide for themselves whether to eat dinner in the dining room for the rest of the cruise. I prefer the food in the dining room, and getting to be waited on, but I don't mind eating by myself if that happens.

Anyway, the Christmas Dinner was nice, and they even had turkey and stuffing on the menu. The cocktail party differed depending on which lounge you chose. We checked out the Arctic Dance Club - where Flar even danced with me, yay! And then we had a drink in the Irish Piano Bar.

Before dinner, I had an extended nap. I had come to the stateroom to stretch out for a bit in the cool, but a few pages of my book had me sleepy. We ate lunch together in the afternoon; some from the Foods of Nations buffet - yesterday was Indian - some pizza and some cheeseburger. That was after we participated in the Cartoon Trivia contest. Our team (Blue) got the 100 points, but neither Tigger nor I came away with the prized trophy, Plastic Ship on a Stick.

We had breakfast in the cabin, which was a nice way to wake up at 10am, but the boys thought 10am was rather early. Today's breakfast in the cabin didn't happen because no one actually put the order out on the door. I was tipsy (Flar bought me two drinks after the free cocktail, so I have a whisky sour, a Banana Daquiri and a Brandy Alexander last night), and my feet hurt from the heels, and my thighs hurt from the hose. I went to sleep under a pile of clothes last night, and then cleaned up my space this morning.

The whole family seems to be enjoying the cruise; we may have to budget for more cruises in the future. :)

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