According to my Instagram account, I lead a very glamorous and tropical life in the Caribbean and I have the always pretty, always bright, always sunny pictures to prove it. According to my Facebook account I am Miss Positivity, all wrapped in gold paper-mâché, with a pink bow on top and farting confetti, while bursting into song. Although farting confetti would be one cool superpower and I would love nothing more than to be able to carry a proper tune for that matter, my real life is at times very far from the image I have created online.
Like most super heroes, I have a secret identity. One that I try to keep hidden. One that is not allowed to come out and play. At least not in public. This hidden identity can be dark at times, is humorless, down and just sad. This identity can shit on anyone’s parade and take down happiness in one well organized coup.
Yes, I too feel down and super unhappy at times.
They say that if at first you don’t succeed, try and try again.
This is my second attempt at organizing an all girls getaway, my first group trips of many, I hope. I figured that with my background in event planning and the many questions I receive weekly from readers wanting to visit the Caribbean or asking what to do on specific islands, a well organized girls getaway would be beneficial to many.
So I started planning my first girls trip last summer. Everything was set. We were heading to Anguilla in October 2017. Then Irma happened and everything changed in the blink of an eye. But now 4 months post-Irma, I’m ready and excited to go on three Girls Trips this year. So, who’s ready to travel with me this year?
Each year the CTO or Caribbean Tourism Organization presents a Media Award for the Best Caribbean Travel Blog Post. Being a self-proclaimed Caribbean Connoisseur and a lover of all things island, I entered my blog post The Island Girl’s Guide to Experiencing the True Anguilla and proceeded to completely forget about it.
Avoid saying these three things to women with Endometriosis. Endometriosis Awareness Month.
Let me start off by saying that I am in no shape or form an expert in being 40. Most of the time I have no clue what I’m doing. So, by all means, please feel free to share your experience as a 40+ year old in the comment section below.
I am currently 41 going on 42 and I can safely say that I’m having the time of my life so far. There seems to be a bit of truth to that expression: “You’re twenty with twenty years of experience”. You feel like you are finally ready to take on the world, newly acquired reading glasses and multi-vitamins in hand.
Let me tell you about my journey to my “Fabulous” 40’s and all of the hurdles and bumps I met along the way. Your experience may be completely different but I’m hoping you find some resonation in my story.
I started blogging mainly because therapy is just too expensive and I already mentioned countless of times how I had a sudden revelation when I turned 40 (It’s a Big World out there) and how I was searching for myself (How to find yourself on a tiny island) and what all I planned to do to be a happier person (7 new year’s resolution I intend to keep).
Well, my kitten died on Sunday. It was yet another devastating blow in what has been a devastatingly crappy year so far. I lost a total of 3 pets, I had one major car accident, owe a small fortune in bills and have too many heavy arguments with my husband. So in other words Code Red on the stress level and hitting the reboot button has never been more appealing.