The Lost Plum…

I’m writing from the sunny sandy beach this weekend. Now I love me a nice weekend beach getaway (who doesn’t?!) but other then that I’m done with the beach. I get bored on beach vacations, I need something more, and I need an adventure!

However, I started thinking, is it really just my need for stimulation that makes the idea of laying in the sun as I burn on years to my appearance, or is there something else?

I’m on a bachelorette getaway weekend so of course thoughts and talk of boys, men, love, and relationships are on the tips of everyone’s tongues…well mostly mine, plus it’s 8 girls what else are we going to talk about….

After everyone spoke of relationship trips past, and we sat talking and laughing in our big beds in our beautiful room as the waves crashed against the beach outside it dawned on me….

I’ve never been on a vacation with a boy!

Sure I’ve done a few road trips but those were always had with a purpose in mind. (someone was moving..blah blah blah)

And I spent most of a summer traveling with a boyfriend’s band, but that wasn’t really a together trip. He did his commitments and I ventured through museums and saw lots of theatre. (this is the only group vacation with a boy I count because it was pretty high end travel…ie. wasn’t camping)

I’ve never been alone on a vacation with a boy.

Hell, I’ve never even taken a serious significant other to a wedding! HELL, I’ve never even gone as a significant others date to a wedding!

So, I wonder do I somewhat cringe at the thought of vacation getaways, and do I volunteer to work rather then take one because I’ve never really experienced one with someone I love (minus fun filled Plum Family holidays…. the love is over flowing on those)

Are holidays better when they are romantic? And in which case is that what a holiday is really for?

(reason #___why I’m single: Apparently no one wants to fly away with me!)

GOAL:  Get a better bikini body in order to change above.

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