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High School Reunion

      Well, it’s  sad to say that it’s going to be my 10 year high school reunion. I thought this time wouldn’t come so fast! It’s like high school was just yesterday.  As I’m sitting here scrounging through my old high school yearbooks, I have discovered that maybe I don’t want to see all these people again. The ones I wanted to keep up with stayed friends and they stayed close. I didn’t follow the typical path that most of my peers.  Most of them are married, have children, and they are stagnant.       I want to avoid the bombardment of routine questioning from peers. Perhaps I should have a shirt made that says “I’m not married, I have no kids, and definitely don’t plan on it any time soon.” I was voted most outspoken in my class our senior year.   So, wearing this said T-shirt would have some justification.  Spending the afternoon with a fake smile and laugh isn’t my cup of tea.  I wonder if other people go through this s...

Suitcase

     Packing is the strangest commonality that people go through.   Today as we pack up to head home, I discovered that my suitcase had four outfits past the days we were here. Women over think things and over pack. I’m extremely guilty of this, and it’s something that needs to be addressed. Was I going to need that short dress and hills? Heck NO!   I can go out in my shorts and tank top and have just as much fun. No one cares if I took extra time to look semi cute.       It also shows us what we value. Evidently, life cannot go on without that makeup bag. Who knew? I spend so much time each day hiding my face.  When I don’t wear it I get asked if I’m sick or sad. It’s just my face. I guess I value shoes as a top priority too.   I ended up packing 5 to 6 pairs and I’m not apologizing for it. There is always a occasion for each pair.       I guess the point is to know what you need to pack and don’t over pack. 

Life of the Party?

   As we age, we question what is appropriate for our current status.    I’m almost in my 30s so the party scene has drastically changed. I’m at home with a good book at hand and red wine at my disposal. Nothing too exciting is going on here, but my friends are all at the parent phase 🥳. I’ve not got that far yet....        How old is too old to go out?      If you had to think about the answer you’re already past that stage.   The answer is NEVER!  Go out and live it up because you only live once. Buy that car, take that vacation time, and enjoy your adulthood, because lord knows you deserve it! It took me 29 years to figure out that in the end there is only one question, “ did you live the life you wanted?”   I’m still working on this answer myself, so no judging if you know me personally. 

Myrtle Beach

         Oh.... it’s truck weekend and I’m excited.  The 6 hour drive here was totally worth the effort. I cannot post pictures due to rude gestures by the drivers.  Myrtle Beach has so much to offer its guests from food venues to actual activities!       Every year we make the drive down for our girl’s weekend. It’s usually just my sister and me. This weekend was no exception, and we’ve had a total blast. So.... here is a list of suggested things to do: 1. Go to the damn beach, it’s why you came. 2. Eat at the local restaurants ( Angelos) is the best! 3. See the Pirate show (dinner included) 4. Shop until you drop (2 different Tanger Outlets) 5. Did I say shop? 6. Ripley’s Aquarium 7. Go see the fireworks at Broadway 

Dreaded July

            I just can’t believe it’s July already and the stores have already got a begun to put up back to school signs.  It’s just ridiculous that they’re already planning for something that’s weeks away.  I literally had a sad face walking into Walmart today. There it was a huge sign “back to school, are you ready kids?”   Are you kidding me!  Why didn’t it say are you ready teachers?            I literally took the sign down. I know this was vastly radical of me, but enough is enough! I get roughly two more weeks of freedom, don’t put a damper on my good mood.  There was a parent standing with a list pressed tightly in a fist. She was super mad that her fifth grade son had a list that totaled to $50. That’s not that much considering I personally spend well over $200 to start the school year off not including what I buy throughout the year.