It was amazing. We drove up in two cars but then because the ferry was wicked expensive we had to pack all 6 girls and 3 adults and all of our stuff into Mitzi's van. It was...interesting. I lay across the laps of 3 people in the backseat because there wasn't enough room. We were talking about covering me/other people with blankets to hide us so they wouldn't charge us all for the ferry but that never happened. It was cloudy and misty outside but all six of us stood outside at the front of the ferry and it was windy and cold but it was EXHILERATING (Devon's word) and Lyssa took pictures. And then we got to Devon's house in Edgartown and unpacked and ate pizza and then took more pictures (Mindy's plan was for all of us to get hot new pictures for our myspaces) and watched Pretty Woman (cute movie).
Saturday morning I had milk with my cereal for the first time in 2 weeks (forgot to bring soymilk) and we made Katrina Dolls. Then we went and drove around to different places and went shopping. They all made fun of me because of the pink store. Yes. The PINK store. It was scary. They WOULDN'T LEAVE.
Sunday was bright and hot and sunny but we were leaving that day so didn't have time to go to South Beach or anything like that. We went to Vineyard Haven (I think that was it) and there was this Tivali Day street fair (no clue what Tivali day is) and a parade with little kids dressed up in Halloween costumes. I'm not entirely sure what was going on. I bought a purple dress. Yes, me, a dress. It was in this really neat store that had all these amazing skirts and stuff but I needed a new dress for Rosh Hashanah...and I may wear it to Homecoming as well, I decided I'd go this year with Devon and Mindy and other girl scout people.
So then we went and got on the ferry again and we all rode inside this time and there was this absolutely adorable little 2 year old boy who kept coming over and talking to us. He was so cute.
And...then we came home.
We made 29 Katrina Dolls total this weekend...go us.
Still need to get the pictures from Lyssa...I'll hopefully get them and put them online sometime next week-ish.


Devon: One wonders how it got to track...it was your foot, wasn't it.

Devon: When he gets the hairball I die!

Hillary: *counting*...eight...
Me: Nine.
Hillary: Oh...I forgot about you because you were...lying on top of me.

Hillary: It's getting cramps!
Me: No! You do it with your thumbs!

Devon: I thought you were going to flick water at me, but then I realized your hands can't be wet.
Me: ...Wanna bet?
Devon: I love you. I LOVE you.

Me: What are you doing?
Hillary: I'm leaning on your bladder.
Me: Except that's blatantly NOT my bladder.

Devon: You're not a stranger, you can touch me wherever you want.