*While everybody’s praying for a Christmas of white, come to think about it that would be alright. As long as it’s sand and not snow on the ground, and everyday our skin gets a little more brown.*
The holiday season is upon us! It doesn’t seem like it, since I have decided to forego autumn and some of winter this year to extend my summer season. While I’ll find it odd to not be with my family this year for Turkey Day, it’s kind of awesome to have Thanksgiving in 85 degree weather!
We have plans to relax for the day (surprise, surprise) and maybe make a trip over to St. John to relax on a beach. While I do not have to work (yes, I got a job! See below for details!), a couple out of the group will have to. Dinner will be at Trevor and Liberty’s, and they are hosting quite a few people. Apparently, Liberty is quite the ambitious chef and has ordered each of us to only bring wine or liquor, though I may have to sneak in a particular dessert or something. Yes, we are having turkey (not mahi mahi), and I still do not eat seafood. I am sure it will be a wonderful holiday with everyone here.
The great thing about being here during the holiday season is I have managed to avoid all encounters with awful Christmas sweaters and sweatshirts. The downside? No Awful Christmas Sweater themed parties. (Or is that an upside as well?) I realize that eventually I am bound to run into someone in some awful Christmas tank top… or bikini.
Also, I have not seen one place of business prematurely decorated for the holiday shopping season. This is so revitalizing to not have a constant reminder to “BUY GIFTS”, “SHOP”, “SPEND ALL OF YOUR HARD-EARNED MONEY IN THIRTY MINUTES”, or “YOUR HOLIDAY WILL BE A DISASTER IF YOU DO NOT BUY EVERY GIFT RIGHT THIS MINUTE (TWO MONTHS IN ADVANCE).” The holidays seem to be celebrated for real reasons, not commercial ones.
I have also managed to avoid hearing horrendous Barbara Streisand carols on repeat since last holiday season. This must be some kind of achievement worthy of a Guinness World Record! (I never understood why she has a Christmas album anyway.) At the least, it’s made me very happy that I do not need to hear the same five songs on repeat done by different artists. It’s uplifting to hear holiday music with steel drums. Kenny Chesney’s “All I Want For Christmas Is A Real Good Tan” is one of the very few holiday albums I actually own and like enough to listen to, because it’s so different and… sun-kissed! Even my Jersey boy Frankie (dare I say it) can get a little bland if you listen to it constantly.
***Yes, it’s true. I have a job… sort of. It’s a quintessential island job if there ever was such a thing. I am cocktail waitressing for nothing but tips up and down Coki Beach. I make my own schedule; I show up around 11 and work until about 3:30. I can take a break whenever to jump in the water and swim if and when I want. It’s just a little extra spending money… enough to pay the bar tabs. And to pay for the flight home for the holidays. Arrival in Atlantic City is set for 11 PM on December 17th, and I will be home for 12 days before returning to the land of fun and sun for ringing in the New Year island style! I’ll be home for Christmas. You can count on me.
*Don’t worry, baby, we’ll celebrate plenty. I’ll buy you some shades and myself a brand new bikini.*
You know you love me,
XOXO
-Island Girl
"That is, without a doubt, the worst pirate I have ever seen."
When I was little, I walked on my tip-toes and tried my best to avoid walking barefoot on the grass. I was a bit of a priss (and still am!) I do not eat fish, nor do I so much as dip my toes in the Jersey shore water. So you can imagine everyone's surprise when I declared that I was moving to a Caribbean island. This journal is to document my significant (and not so significant) encounters and experiences, as well as record my imminent culture shock. I hope you find my reflections enjoyable and, in all probability, comical. Yo ho!
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