So here I am in the warm state of Florida! I’ve gotten myself a nice tan, not too bad of burns, and I have DEFINITELY eaten WAY too much. I’m not sure what it is about vacation and my grandparents house that when they combine makes a deadly concoction of overeating and obesity.
Obviously by “obesity” I mean the gaining of maybe 3 or 4 pounds, but, of course on a girl who is only 5ft tall, those few pounds really make a difference. I’m here (or rather, WAS here) with my friend Shannon. She’s probably only 85 or 90 pounds and makes me look like some kind of lard-ass. It’s ok though, to be the “fat friend” especially if you’re not actually that fat.
Like I mentioned earlier, Shannon is not here with me at the moment. Her grandparents who also live part-time in Florida called and wanted her to spend Christmas with them. This is totally understandable to spend a day or two with her own family, but over the course of the week, they kept trying to get her to want to stay longer and longer! Soon one or two days turned into three or four days, which ended up turning into 4 or 5 days. This I thought was unacceptable and RUDE that her grandparents would try and take her for so long. I mean if they wanted to see her so badly,why didn’t THEY pay for her ticket and fly her out here. This was MY precious time to spend with my good friend, and they wanted to take her for about half of the vacation. NO. I DON’T THINK SO. So I called my friend and told her we were picking her up 2 days early and let her know my reasoning. She agreed, and admitted that she didn’t even really want to stay that long with her grandparents. So in about half an hour I’ll be getting into the car and driving 2 hours to go pick her up from Fort Lauderdale. I’m not happy to be doing it but hey, at least I’ll get my friend back.
