I got Snookied

I’ve been on vacation for 4 weeks. While I haven’t been completely worthless the entire time, I did have several days where the only thing I managed to accomplish was a shower. Just a shower. No blow dry. No make up. Just the basics. I might would have expelled that extra energy effort if I hadn’t been woken up early nearly EVERY single day of my vacation.  I’ll pause here, and give an extra special shout out to my mom, sister, husband, kickball coach, college roommate, and several other people who don’t have a special title, but will now be greeted with a very special  4-letter word title when they call, text, or otherwise “drop by” the house before 10am while I’m on vacation. Yes. I am a morning person*, but please note the asterisk means that for the 5 weeks of vacation and 10 holidays each year I will assume my alter ego, act like a college student, and not get out of bed until noon, not even make the bed, do dishes, vacuum, and potentially not even brush my hair. Just deal with it. It’s only 7 weeks each year. Anyway, back to those several days I mentioned earlier.  I fibbed a little. I did manage to accomplish something else.  Turns out, in just two days, you can watch both seasons of Jersey Shore reruns. So that’s what I did. Looking back, I wouldn’t recommend it. You can’t watch two seasons of Jersey Shore and not dream about Snooki and Ronnie (I know… I was hoping to dream about Pauly D, but nope, I got Snookied).

So there I was in Miami. I had flown down that morning to watch the VT bowl game with my husband, and we arrived very early in the morning.  Since it wasn’t yet tailgating time, we decided to go to breakfast and met up with some of our friends in the lobby.  Who, you ask? Snooki and Ronnie. I rode with Snooki in a bright yellow Mustang and my husband rode with Ronnie.  Thankfully the dream ended there. I don’t think I could have handled watching my husband fist pump with Ronnie at the tailgate. Some things you don’t want to dream about.