Hey everyone! I’m Stevie, and I blog over at Colorful Commotion! When Catalyn asked for guest posts while she travels for spring break, I definitely wanted to sign up! See, my fiance (soon to be HUSBAND!) is a teacher and I know just how much this spring break means to him.
So I figured, if I can help another teacher/blogger out, why not? So, a little bit about me! I am a mid-twenties grad student, who’s life revolves around my wedding planning, my future career as a school counselor, and my cat. I wish I was kidding, but, right now that’s where I’m at. I live in Northern Virginia, and I travel on the weekends, usually road trips to places like Hershey, PA or Richmond. Needless to say, my life doesn’t SOUND all that interesting… but trust me, I get myself into some pretty sticky situations.
Anyway, when Catalyn asked for our juiciest spring break stories, I had to laugh out loud. See, I’ve never traveled for my spring break. In fact, although my fiance and I met while we were traveling, we haven’t had the opportunity to do much of that AT ALL since we’ve been together. But, I did travel a lot with my friends in high school, and one particular summer actually changed my life. And not in a good way.
My two best friends and I used to go to Carolina Beach, North Carolina for a week in the summer. We had so much fun – walking to the boardwalk, mini golfing, meeting boys – the ultimate teen summer vacation.
As you can see in the picture above, I (on the left) didn’t really follow “safe sun” rules. That sunburn you see? It just kept getting worse. Anyway, one day the ocean was really rough so I decided I should swim in the pool instead. I was doing swimmers turns, like a champ, and the next thing I knew…
That happened. I hit my head on the bottom of the pool during a swimmers turn, threw my head back as a reaction, and went straight into the wall. Cool right? Oh, I guess I should clarify that this trip to the beach was with my friends mom, not my parents. I was 15 years old, had no insurance information on me, and my tooth was nowhere to be found. The next stop?
I guess I don’t need to tell you that I haven’t been back since. Oh, and my mom didn’t let me go ANYWHERE without her for like, the next 2 years. The best part? That was 10 years ago.
Here’s a today picture:
Don’t worry – it doesn’t ALWAYS look like that. But it’s still a work in progress, ten years later. The school counselor in me wants to tell you to always Spring Break safely, and to be safe and careful... but really, I just hope that you’re all having a blast and making memories of your own… just better ones than mine.