Secret Agent Naolat pun de case.

Awright, so this weekend I check into one of the Gems of Barbados hotels, and I've made it my mission to see if I, a local, am treated differently to the guests from "over 'n' away".

I plan to be all up in the pool, the gym, and whatever other facilities they may try to hide from me.

This should be fun.

This morning I had a little chat with my family about our electricity bills. I have a little problem with 'em: they're too friggin' high! The bills, not my family.

I've suggested some ways to cut costs in that area, and they'd better not fall on deaf ears, or I will be forced to put my foot down!

Energy-Saving Tips

Minimize the number of times the fridge is opened by taking everything you need, out at the same time. This is tricky at first, but with a little planning, it'll work out.

For rastaman's sake, turn off all t.v.'s, fans, and radio's if you aren't usin' 'em! It's not rocket science, just press the "off" button when you're leavin' the room!

Try ironing everything you need for the week in one go. This'll seem like a humongous drag, but believe me, it'll be easier on your pocket. Or whoever's pocket the bill money comes from.

There's no need to run to the microwave if your food happens to drop half a degree from "burn-your-mouth" temperatures...just eat it! It won't poison you.

I've nominated myself the official Energy Police in my house, and my family WILL respect my authoritaw! (Who got that?)

Father's Day is nearly upon us, and the only gift ideas I have so far are speedo-style swim briefs, and/or a dvd.
Arrrgh! Why must he be so picky? I've learned the hard way about many gifts that my Dad just won't use.

Unsuitable Presents For My Father:
1.) black leather men's tote with shoulder strap
2.) framed "holographic" waterfall scene
3.) any cologne (he's allergic)
4.) cufflinks
5.) voucher for a para-sailing session
6.) any type of jewellery
7.) silk shirts (see #3)
8.) The Complete Works of Edgar Allen Poe
9.) A bunch-a other stuff which I can't recall right now.

Any tools or electronic devices/equiptment that he wants, he just goes out and buys himself without givin' us the slightest hint. Sigh.

I really gotta put some thought into this too, since he already thinks that we like Mum better than him.

Today's Personal Achievement

This morning I refrained from buying a jar of delicious, yet fattening peanut butter, and got 4 delicious, yet boring apples instead.
Whoopee.

C.O.T.

I can't believe I forgot!

Timmy spoke to Lani and me on Saturday night as he left Boatyard!
THE Timmy!
The same one who likes to ride minivans, and share out Courvoisier, and set fire to the backsides of Barbados!

The whole thing went down like this:

Timmy: You girls shouldn't have to walk out here to de car. Ya should have transP!
Me: But de car's right here!
Timmy: So de girls goin' home now den.
Me: Uh, yeh, iz 'bout dat time.

Not the most profound conversation, but still.
He's a lot taller than I imagined too.

I'm going to try to blog everday this week, even if I have nothing of substance to say.

C.O.T.

Occasionally, I find that my judgement of other people's actions may be somewhat harsh, and this tends to temper my own actions, ie. stop me from doin' things that my Part B might want to do.

For example, I refrained from goin' to a football match for the sole purpose of scoping out one-a the players, because if any other chick had done it, I would-a thought her a "man-hungry trick, with too much time on her hands".
Even reading that back I'm thinkin' "Yikes Daanz, tek it easy."

One-a these days I'll try ignoring that nagging little voice in my head (which sounds suspiciously like my father) and just "goin' with the flow"