Tuesday started off sunny, so most of the family gathered around the pool to lay out, swim, or play on the water slide. All morning we enjoyed the sun. After lunch, however, the winds picked up, and a storm blew in. I may be exaggerating, but the winds were like hurricane force. Or stronger. Once the wind picked up, the ship started rocking and swaying and moving.
That evening, we had an elegant dinner. The whole family dressed up and we even took a family photo, which I don't actually have. Mom does. I'll get it from her later. Anywho, the photos I posted of our party in this post are all from elegant night, except for my parents and TC and I.
So here we are. Mom and Dad.
TC and I.
What am I wearing, you ask? Oh. You didn't ask? Oh. Well I feel dumb.
Well, I'll tell you anyway. I'm wearing my Tadashi dress from last July. Since I never did follow up with photos of the dress after all the advice and help I asked for, TC took some photos of me especially for you.
Please try to ignore the yellow lighting and slight pudge. I had just eaten (a lot) people.
And a close up of the flower.
Seriously, I feel like a million bucks in this dress. I'm still working on inventing reasons to wear it.
And just you can enjoy this sight:
TC in a suit.
TC trying to keep a straight face long enough to do a GQ pose.
So, back to the elegant evening. After dinner we took in a show. It was very easily the worst show I have ever seen. It was entertaining in all the wrong ways. Photography was strictly forbidden, so I have no photos to show you, but it was something like this: low budget Vegas meets mediocre scripting and song writing. The performers were talented and earnest. However, the costumes were cheap (I could see that from my middle of the auditorium seat) and unnecessarily overt. Imagine the song "Yankee Doodle Dandy" being sung accompanied by a very loud band, "showgirls" marching and high-kicking in red, white and blue thong leotards with blue capes, carrying flags and wearing red, white and blue top hats. It was like Old Glory threw up all over their costume closet, spewing stars and stripes everywhere. *shudder* It makes me ill just recounting it for you.
Okay. Now I'm done being a complete snob. Honestly, I don't know what I was expecting. I was on a cruise ship, after all. And the show was free. So...
After the show TC and I stumbled to our stateroom. We stumbled because the ship was rocking so violently. It was hard to tell the sober from the inebriated.
Oh, and we also fit one last ice cream cone into our already long day. I love all you can eat ice cream and frozen yogurt.