Be a Beach Bum?....Why Yes I Could!

Okay....so Gilligan and the Skipper thought they were just on a 3-hour tour, and so they did get shipwrecked....IS THAT SO BAD?! Well folks, I'm here to say...maybe MaryAnn and Ginger had it better on that tiny little island than people thought!
For me it all started with a boat trip. Now, people will say that it's not a boat it is a ship. I say 'la-de-dah...if my butt it will float, it be a boat'! Well my lil 'ol boat looked like this. The Sensation which, by the way, is my new buzz word for a while. And although we were on more than a 3-hour tour, it only really felt like 3 hours as all vacations seem to whiz by before you have time to finish your 2nd umbrella drink.

Frankly, the sheer beauty of the islands is breathtaking! I am so addicted to the color of the water and the softness of the sand there. And the fact that the temperature hovers between 70*-90* all year long is very enticing to someone that has a new aching bone with each new winter. So, on that note, I've decided I want to relocate...to the Bahamas. Oh sure I could go further south like Cozumel, Cancun or my favorite snorkeling spot...Belize but that makes for a longer journey to visit the relatives and being that I may have to paddle my way ...the Bahamas seem far enough yet still close enough.
You see, I feel that I'm becoming less materialistic as I evolve. I think I can find a cool little shack to decorate (I'm artsy, I can come up with something). Or maybe share a shack with some Rasta folks, and I'm thinking that I could make a living by stringing seashell jewelry, making all natural exfoliating beach sand scrubs or just helping out this guy who obviously needs an assistant. Sure, I may not have all the luxuries of life like pizza rolls, vanilla coke and mint oreos but hey...I need to drop a few pounds anyway then maybe, just maybe I can finally look like this.... Yep, I've decided. I want to look like this and live there. I mean, the world is beautiful and life is short...THIS is what I want...is that too much to ask! I think not.

So, here I am discussing my plan for relocation with my friend Beth. Explaining just how I plan on using my jet ski
(which, by the way, is the coolest thing I've ever done next to parasailing and snorkeling) to enter and exit the island without worrying about all that red tape at customs. She however, was a little reluctant to join me.

Of course if the beach shaggin' shack doesn't pan out for me I guess I could contact Paul Allen, co founder of Microsoft, to see if he needs any help on his yacht, the Octopus...seen here docked at a Bahama port. Surely he needs a personal jewelry advisor or fragrance tester or something like that! I could even be his towel animal designer. They do this all the time on these fancy cruise boats. No problem, it's a cinch. I made this one without even any training ...this is an elephant.....Tammy style! Okay, so it needs a little tweaking, whatever.

However, for now I guess I'll just be seeing this image of me leaving the islands in my dreams... while I work on my 'wicked awesome master plan' for the future.....at least for now! ha ha ha ha ha ha...HAAA ha ha ha ha ha ha!