The weather is crummy, drizzly and gray. I could be
napping or reading but decided nothing would put a spring in my step faster
than writing about my last month on Spring Break. I won’t bore you with the
whole month, just the last two weeks. It will be quick, simple and I’ll do it
in pictures.
As an aside…
A guy friend came up to me at the gym this morning and
informed me that we belong to the “Lucky Bastard’s Club” (LBC). “What the heck
is that?” He went on to explain that we are fortunate to be living the dream
and can do whatever we want since we don’t have kids at home. I’m sure he was
talking about all his golf games so I agreed. It quickly came to mind that
maybe I should start a “Lucky Bitches Club” and anyone could join…How about
that?
As a member of the LBC, I recently had the amazing fortune
to take two Spring Breaks (SB) to two wonderful islands and stay at one fab
resort and one nice one.
The first SB was of the adult variety. We were two couples
hanging out on the beach, relaxing, sipping Killer Bee’s at Sunshine’s and
taking some adventures. Nothing could be better, IMO! We were carefree and mellow, a little
too much so once, twice…okay maybe a few more times than that but we blame the
Killer Bees. Our nine-day vacation looked like this.
Peaceful looking, right?
Sunshine’s on Pinney Beach, Home of the World Famous
Killer Bees. Our favorite Rasta spot and the best sunset
viewing…or maybe it was just a crazy fun place.
One night we helped with the beach bonfire at Sunshine’s.
Probably wasn’t a great idea to let us near it but whatever, Mon!
Lazy afternoons were spent sipping rum punches or Caribes,
And every night included a gorgeous sunset.
Fast forward nine days and more than a few islands away,
we met up with our freshman in college for his SB. Actually, he/we nixed his
original SB plans, which included 10 pledge brothers in one room in Panama
City, FL. It was never going to happen and he wised up fast when I dangled diving everyday in front of his nose.
After a diverted flight where he was fortunate to spend
the day on a Dominican Republic tarmac and night in a roach infested hotel, by
himself let mama add, he arrived to our spot in one solid piece and just one
day late.
My vacation with him, aside from diving together everyday and sharing lovely dinners (he even asked me to dance once while a band was
playing), looked more like this…
Due to his delay, he and his daddy only had one night
together. Mom bowed out of boys’ night after the Cuban cigars were purchased.
This is a picture from his dad’s camera! Why is a 30 year
old woman dancing with MY 18 year old son on a bar? (Picture blurred for privacy
but really because it’s a bad picture) Why is my son ON a bar? Dad??? They rolled in at 1:45am and were not quiet. I reminded my son that I would be tapping his
shoulder in 5 hours for our two-tank dive.
He and I had spent only two days alone at this point (sorry
you had to work, Dad) and he exclaimed, “There is no one at this place my age.”
Hmmmm…Really? Maybe he was missing his other playmate or this one's not as fun because I don't smoke cigars. However, our room overlooked the pool and beach and I could see several kids just from the lanai. Being an extremely outgoing guy, he tells me he’s going to go
down there and check things out. A few minutes later I walk down as well and he
introduces me to three freshman girls from the University of Texas. Well, now.
No one your age? Be quiet, mom!
That’s him on the dive boat the next morning. In the wee
hours of the night, he ran up to our room, excited, and explained that he’d
been trying to smooch (my word) one of these girls on the beach and that’s why
he was late. TMI!!!
College SB finally caught up with my guy. I’m still
recovering.
Even though I love spending time with my son, I’ll choose
to stay at the other place, on the other island…the quiet one!
1.) Describe an outfit you LOVED wearing.2.) Share your idea of the perfect Spring Break family vacation.
3.) A lie you told.
4.) Pinterest Challenge, find something you’ve pinned, TRY it and share it. Was it worth pinning?
5.) What was the occasion? Write about the last time you stayed in a hotel.
2 comments:
Oh to be young again!!! :) I think I'd prefer the first trip, though I'm sure you loved the mama/son bonding time.
You are right. I wouln't trade it for the world. The only hitch is my sleep cycle is far different than his.
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