Island Oddities

Well, Thursday Brian had only one class to attend since this is "block weekend", which means the students have exams Friday and Monday. So, when he arrived home, we headed to Heidi's for haircuts. Heidi's husband is in Med 1, and Heidi is a co-owner of a beauty salon in Vermont! Bonus, Bonus! Someone is on the island who can cut white hair! The only other place to get a haircut is the 4 Seasons, and that will set you back $44 US dollars! (Even for Brian!). Heidi is really nice and spunky and does a nice job on hair. She cut Nolan, Brian and me for $70 EC! (Translation = approx $26 US for all three of us!!!!)

After that we were on the hunt for contact lens solution. I had brought a full bottle, but we are running low. I had looked at two grocery stores on Wednesday, but neither carried any. So, we headed down to the "pharmacy". Well, the pharmacy didn't have contact solution either. Neither did the EYE DOCTOR! He said to try the pharmacy. So, we stopped at two more "grocery stores" and came up empty. As a last resort we headed to the 4 Seasons gift shop. Alas, 4 oz of multi-purpose contact lense solution for a mere $8 US, which is what 12 oz. costs at Target in Rockford! Still, cheaper than having mom and dad fedex a package of lens cleaner or taking a trip to Basseterre, St. Kitts aka: the toilet of the Caribbean.

Friday, the kids and I spent most of the early afternoon at Oualie. I love that place! There is a family that I think are staying there since I have now seen them twice. They are from Britain, and the mother is very very loud, fat, and weeeeeeeellllllllllllllll obnoxious. So are the kids. They have two boys who look to be very close in age and like to beat the crap out of each other. This seems to set one into a crying fit, which results in "Mummy" yelling and insisting the other apologize or else he will feel what it is like to get hit! I must say, I was reminded of Dudley Dursley and his parents from Harry Potter! Anyway, I thought I had seen it all on this island. Women without tops (even though this is a British island), stray dogs, goats running wild, cows in my yard, etc. Yet, I was in for a big surprise. At one point these boys (who are definitely old enough to "know better") were running around in their BIRTHDAY SUITS! Yes, two fat, young children running around with their yin-yangs flopping all over the place! My God! Then, they were in the water hanging on each other and hanging on "Mummy". Where is Freud when you need him? Poor Micha is now blind! LOL Today they were at the beach and Danielle noticed one of the boys had stripped down in the bar to change! I have to tell Jason (the head chef at Oualie) that I didn't realize he was running a strip club!

Friday only got better. We came home and showered then sat down to read. Nolan likes to read in the bedroom because there is a nice breeze. At one point he comes out and says "I have to chase the goats out of the yard, they stink". A little later he comes back in and insists that it can't be the goats because the herd was a group of little ones and they were at the back fence, which is a ways from the house. So, I go into the bedroom to see what's up. I get about halfway down our little hallway, and it hits me. It's not goat; it's cat. So, I go to the window and am about to puke when I notice the upstairs neighbor dumping water off her balcony. Great, she's cleaning the litter box! So, I have Nolan go outside to close the windows and I get out the powder fresh air freshener and use about half the can, but the apartment now smells like cat crap and powder fresh. In the meantime, Brian calls home for a ride, and I am pissed as hell because our house smells like Mary Remick's yews, but worse! So, I am griping at Brian the whole way home about how rude it is for the neighbor to dump her litter box right outside our bedroom window!!!!!!!! Brian gets into the house, enters the bedroom, and looks outside with his hands on his hips. Then, he turns around and walks out of the house in a funk. Next thing I know the upstairs neighbor is saying "I am so sorry." Well, come to find out it wasn't the litter box. It was ONLY THE WATER FROM RINSING THE LITTER BOX!!!!!!!!!!!! How foul and gross is that? How much cat crap was in that damn thing? Anyway, that is my rant on that. It is also a wonderful reminder as to WHY I HATE CATS!

Friday night Brian and I went on a date night. I will blog about that later and post some pictures. We had too much fun!