Who's Your Padre!?

Well we made it out alive...barely. I finally got home from my girls only beach trip to South Padre Island and I am wore slap out. I would have wrote this post earlier but instead I have been racking my brain on how 1 man can dirty an entire house in a week! So you guys can blame Michael for my extended absence. But I am happy to be home even though I had a fabulous time with some awesome ladies that I adore! This year there were 10 of us so we decided to rent out the penthouse in our condo...which resulted in me singing "I'm So Fancy" all week. Apologizes to all. 

The beach at South Padre is by far the prettiest of all Texas beaches.

There were a few downfalls...like when I was so hungover that I nearly tossed my cookies in a toddler's sand bucket on the beach. I really don't understand why I do that to myself!! I know I'm gonna feel like shit the next day but I still think I am a badass and can handle it. Once again I failed. :) Or there was the group of speedo wearing old men who planted their asses in the sand beside us. Who gave me the urge to toss my cookies again...this time without the help of alcohol!

By the end of the week I was so bloated from the fabulous food and all the alcohol consumed that I had to get right back to eating like a rabbit as soon as I got home. But I really think I could live on fish tacos for the rest of my life, then these had grilled zucchini and squash with them. Yummy!

Result of all the alcohol comsumed by my drunk ass...ducklips. 

Rolling Rock in a frosty glass..thank you beer gods!!

This should explain a lot...

All and all it was a great vacation filled with fabulous food, tons of alcohol and sun kissed tans! 

Be sure and stop by the Blog Baton Instagram tomorrow, yours truly will be taking it over for the day!