Hello Everyone! As the holidays approach, I know we all have holiday traditions that we stick to, and I am an AVID listener to Elvis Duran and the morning show. Literally Obsessed. They were talking this morning about how soon is too soon to take a trip with someone that you are dating and it really resonated with me because me and Kyle went to Washington D.C on a whim 3 Thanksgivings ago and now it is a tradition that we plan to do forever and ever and take our kids to the same stops that we go to every year (literally cannot wait to hear "Mom we have heard how Abraham Lincoln died 12 times now) CANT WAIT
Funnily enough.. we were in the "Talking phase" for like 3 months before we started dating. I even called him my boyfriend to other people when I was talking about him before he "officially asked me" hehe. 2014 I decided I would go home for fall break rather than Thanksgiving because flights were cheaper, and I got more days off school, and it didn't interfere with track meets or finals. Which meant I would have to find someone or something to do for Thanksgiving. One day in October me and Kyle were hanging out at his house and he started telling me how much he loved Washington D.C. and wanted to go back there, he was surprised when I told him I had never been and we talked about going together one day. I then exclaimed, let's go for Thanksgiving! I needed somewhere to go and I just kindof figured why not. Kyle was taken by surprise when I pulled up hotel information (probably freaked out because we barely started dating) but he went with it and we took 10 hour road trip to D.C and spent our first holiday together within the first month of being "official" all because I needed something for Thanksgiving :) BUT it became our very favorite tradition, and we talk about how we will do this every year and bring our kids to the exact same sights we visit every year and one day we will tell them how the tradition even came about, which is even better than the actual tradition because of how funny it is lol
What is your favorite Tradition and how exactly did it come about?!?
A couple weeks ago my faith in humanity was restored. Now, I typically have a very "half glass full" view of the world. Some might call it a naïve view but never the less, I expect everyone to be as happy go lucky and friendly as I am! That being said, I have been in a couple fender benders in my 6 years of driving and my counterparts have not been the most forgiving or friendly to the young teenage driver. A couple weeks ago, my University had its homecoming celebration. Homecoming has always been my favorite Wittenberg holiday and this was my first time coming back as an alumni. I had many responsibilities planning our track team tailgate and most of my friends were back in town what could possibly go wrong?!
Well, after I got done cleaning up the track team tailgate (which was a success btw I can't wait to plan one every year) I wanted to go home rest and freshen up a little before the evening festivities. I was the first to park in a grass lot by the field (that no one is really supposed to park in) and I come back to the lot to find out that everyone followed my rebellious suit! I was crammed from all angles into my spot in this illegal grass lot. YAY! I wasn't too concerned I have a pretty "Oh everything is okay" care free attitude most of the time, so you know I just back out of my spot like normal and what do ya know CRUUUUUUNCH.
I get out of my car and see that I hit not only someone's car, BUT a shiny nice black Cadillac (which funny enough I called my mom and said BMW). I knew it wasn't a huge deal because I only bent the license plate but I know people that drive nice cars don't always have the nonchalant attitude that Nissan sentra drivers have. I look around and ask the men tailgating in the illegal lot if they know whose car I just hit and no one knows but we are all curious to see what the blond bimbo does next. I call my mom, and kyles dad wondering what on earth to do, if I leave a note, if leaving is considered a hit and run, how much Ohio license plates cost, just freaking out really.
So we all decide to leave a note with my number and just hope I don't get a really mean voicemail. I go home and sit on my couch sad and defeated, staring at my phone waiting for an old man to call me and yell at me and threaten to sue me, the whole 9... and suddenly I get a text message from someone named Justin saying "Hey it's Justin with the black Cadillac. I figure this license plate isn't worth much more than a beer at Mike and Rosies. Lol, in all seriousness though no worries and thanks for the note and your honesty."
What. on. Earth.
I then call my friend, tell her I have to go to Pressbox and buy this man a beer because I hit his car, and hope I don't get kidnapped.
I metup with Justin who turned out to be a very understanding, nice, young man and we had a couple drinks on me as we laughed the whole situation off!
It was wonderful and Id like to think it is how I would act if roles were reversed. Pay it forward everyone and don't be too quick to assume the worst in people, they might just surprise you! :)
