We watched men scale coconut trees.
We got temporary tattoos.
We went to a luau.
We got fancy and went to a ball (and this is the only picture on my camera. Dur, photographer Harmony)
We brunched. Yes, we do that (refer back to us being fancy) Some of us skipped the crab legs and went straight for the money item....the ice cream.
Took pictures of awesome-ly cute babies. Managed to not smuggle him home.
We passed out on the floor. For real, taken in the dark with her passed out on the floor. Classic.
Is there some sort of spa I can go to for recovery from my weekend?