Going to Hawaii with Size 2, 0 and 00

I have been friends with three girls since we were in 7th grade. We get together every year, tell our most embarrassing stories, laugh and act like we are still in high school. We have 17 kids between the four of us. This year we decided to go to Hawaii because we are all turning 40. An extra bonus is that one of the four of us lives there! We planned the trip perfectly and we all headed from our various homes and met in Hawaii. ALOHA! What a great time we had until it came time for my friends to swim, surf or scuba dive. They didn't want to do any of those things. They wanted to lay on the beach and get TAN! Can you imagine that? Who wants to get tan in Hawaii? Okay, so I know I am in the minority (with white, pasty, freckled skin) and it probably didn't help that I am much more confident showing off my body to the fish than the humans. But it is not my fault. I am a size 10 and the last I checked (which was in 1986) a size Ten was PERFECT! If you were a 10 you had the perfect body and got a perfect score and probably a blue ribbon if you were that size. Now, everyone thinks smaller numbers are better. Whatever happened to "He with the most wins?" Okay, so me and my skinny mini friends who I will call Size 2(the fattest of the three), Size 0 and Size 0 0, all sat on the beach. That was oh so fun to lay next to them. Because I am the fatty, while they dined on grilled lettuce (I am not even joking, their whole plate was one head of lettuce that was grilled, no dressing or vegetables!) I snarfed down grilled chicken and broccoli. They shared a string cheese while I ate my whole string cheese AND an apple! My friends did have some serious issues though, don't be feeling sorry for me! My friends got too cold in the water and could only stay there for a few minutes before they would turn blue! That is what happens, my friends, when you don't carry your proper food storage on your body. You cannot survive! Me, I surfed three hours, went scuba diving, held an octopus, watched dolphins and swam for hours on end! Because I am a size 10 (FYI: I CAN squeeze into a size 8 if I stay in the house, no ones is looking and don't walk too far or breathe!) I got to have TWO college guys teach me to surf and I wasn't even cold! It pays to have body fat I am telling you! I got up my first time and rode the wave in. You can just call me surfer chick now. And, yes, I promptly went on a diet and called a personal trainer when I got home. Grilled lettuce anyone?