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Monday Night Flashback OT: Summer 2007

It’s Monday again, so it’s time to go down memory lane. What were you up to four years ago, during the dog days of summer, 2007? That summer, my extended family rented a house in Outer Banks, NC.

There were something like eighteen people, including me, Mr. Sally J and mini-Sally J. It was the first time I’d gone on vacation with my brother and his family, and the first time I’d been on vacation with my aunts, uncle, and cousins since I was a kid. It was a LOT of fun– we swam in the pool, introduced mini-Sally J to the beach, and got to see a part of the country that was new to all of us. We haven’t done another all-family trip since, but I think it’s just about the time to start planning another one.

What were you up to in the summer of 2007? Have you ever done a multi-family trip? Where did you go and with whom?

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In the summer of 2007, I learned that I had flunked out of university, aggressively campaigned to get BACK into university (and succeeded!), got a job at a deli that I hated but kept for a year out of sheer desperation (and got entirely too comfortable using large knives and giant spinning razor wheels of doom), and had a few crazy sex encounters with a guy I’d had a crush on for years, who treated me like crap (and still would if I hadn’t cut off contact last year).

Oh yeah, and I got diagnosed with stress-induced IBS. That was a crazy summer.

I’ve never done a multi-family trip per se, but my family and I have met up with my best friend and her family–it’s really cute, actually, my mom and her mom are best friends, too–in Maine. We stay in separate hotels, but we spend a few days together at least. I think it’s a really nice compromise between traveling with another family and going on vacation with the same old people all the time.

Summer of 2007 I had just graduated from high school. I wanted to study opera and musical theater in college, so I took a crash intensive dance course that summer. Though I’d studied ballet and Isadora Duncan dance for over nine years, I hadn’t put as much time into it as I needed to as a wannabe pro.

I danced for about seven hours a day, five days a week. Of course, since I hadn’t studied as intensively as the other girls, I was placed with a younger age group. I was the tallest–and, though I had always been tiny, the largest. It’s a really toxic culture for young girls; one of the fifteen-year-olds in ballet with me was gossiping about another girl having gained weight. She said, “if I was a size three, I’d cry.”

Luckily for me, I look much younger than I am, so I was able to comfortably pass as fifteen until someone found out and I felt really out of place for the rest of the summer.

Then, once I got to college, I dropped opera and musical theater and became a film studies major. Figures!

We used to do family reunion beach trips to the NC coast! Ocean Isle to be exact. It is crazy fun.

Four years ago was kind of shitty if I remember correctly. I was having health problems and Mr.B was working about 100 hours a week. But, as is the nature of time, everything we went through back then got us to where we are today, and I like where we are today.

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