Today is the first day of Spring, and if you’re like me, you’ve got three little words on your brain. Spring Break, baby!
In the days of old, that cheer would have likely been punctuated with a pint in hand and thoughts of a possible tattoo. But you’re a bit past that now. You’re in your (ahem) late thirties, you have two kids, and your Spring Break plans entail one overnight stay at a salt water pool in Southern Indiana. Can I get a woot woot?!