Traveling in Style: My Classy Ass Family

     I don't care what anyone else says, Summer is the best time of the year. The Pope could proclaim summer to be the three months run by the devil  and I would still hail to summer....and I guess Satan if I'm following that connection. Summer means no school, no responsibilities, and no more early morning wake up calls from my mom's raptor-like voice. But, the most important tradition of summer is the family vacations. Not to brag or anything, but my family has the best vacations a teenage girl could ever ask for. There's drinking, fighting, public embarrassment, and A LOT of beach time. You probably only agree with me on one out of four of those things, but that's because you don't know my family. Now trust me here, there's nothing better than hearing your grandmother call your drunk Aunt a cry baby because she's freaking out that she lost her sunglasses in the ocean. Or, watching your 68 year old grandma chase after the lifeguards jogging on the beach in order to get their phone numbers. You would think that with stories like these I would have had the worst teenage years imaginable; but it was actually quite the opposite. I never had that "ugh my family is so lame" outlook when I was out in public with them. I was always chasing after lifeguards and picking on the weak relatives right along side them. I know it seems a little unorthodox but I've got one hell of a family which makes for one hell of a vacation. I mean, it's always the bad vacations that get remembered as the best, right? Chevy chase made a whole movie franchise based off bad family vacations and everyone loves them. Of course, our family trips haven't involved tying a dead relative on the roof of our car like Clarke Griswold, but I have seen my sister lose her bathing suit while boogie boarding, and that was just as upsetting. Well, everyone's got their own crazy family with their own stories to tell. I hope you cherish those times as I've cherished mine. 

                                                Until next time, 

                                                                Go eat a pineapple and watch a Chevy Chase movie 

p.s. I'm going on that iconic family vacation next week so I'll let you know how that goes.....hopefully not well at all(;