A vacation

I know it's a vacation because 1) I've been up all night and I always pull all-nighters before a trip, am very last-minute that way.

and

2) Nothing is in my suitcase but bathing suits, cover-ups, a big ole straw hat, and sundresses.

We are going to St. John in the Virgin Islands. One last pre-bébé adventure. I can't wait to go to that beach in the photo above and do absolutely nothing. While lying next to my husband also doing absolutely nothing. 

Cannot wait. So need this. When we get back I'll be more rested. I have to be--there's nowhere to go but up at this point.