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- Mrs. Smith lost her dog... -
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Wednesday, June 29, 2005
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Ok..continuing the previous post. Tuesday night turned out to be a lot of fun. After midnight we continued haning out with the school principals who were very intoxicated--very funny to watch. Can you imagine your middle/high school principal hanging out, likkered, at a night club in Orlando? Too funny.
Anyway, Wednesday morning didn't go so well for me. I was a little under the weather. I made it to the conference, which thankfully started at 10am. We saw some girls from the state attorney's office there and also found our new friend...we'll call him "Paco". He's a victim advocate from...somewhere else. Don't want to give out too many details to reveal his "real" identity! ha ha. Anyway, Paco felt the same as us, so that was good! We went to our conference then the girls all went to lunch. I went back to our room to skip lunch and take a nap! The afternoon conference was pretty good--we talked about Amber Alerts/Kidnapping cases. We got to hear another advocate's account of an abduction she worked in the Gainesville area. The girl in her story was returned, unlike Jessie.
After the conference Wednesday Melissa and I went outlet shopping. The weather got kinda crappy and started to storm, so we didn't stay long. On a side note, I really hate it when I find something I like but choose not to buy it, because I'm so early into shopping and might find something better. I found a very cute pair of white linen pants at Old Navy, in the outlets we went to Tuesday. I didn't buy them because I knew we were going to another set of outlets, which sometimes has a better selection, on the other side of Orlando Wednesday. Went to those outlets and didn't find a thing...PLUS, the pants weren't at the Old Navy in these other outlets. (Are you confused yet?). Anyway, since we were meeting Tabby, Beth and Paco that night at Fridays, I wasn't going to have time to go to the other Old Navy to get them. Which then meant I would have to go Thursday night to get them. BUT...here's the catch. Thursday was the banquet. The conference I wanted to attend didn't end until 4:45, and the banquet started at 6:00. So I would have no time to get them Thursday, unless I went at lunch. Problem solved, will go at lunch.
So we meet Paco & the girls at TGI Friday's. It was good--they drank...I drank water. I had a strawberry salad--field greens, strawberries, parmesean cheese and poppy seed dressing. It was SOOO good. After Friday's we decided we needed to check out the hotel club, Backstage, since it was ladies night. We got dressed, went down there, only to find out Tabby couldn't get in...she's only 20. (Those days are so far behind me I forgot what it was like! Besides, I never really had that "can't get in" problem--I was 21 way before I was 'really' 21--right Holly?).
We decided since our 20 year old wasn't going to get in anywhere, we would go to Church St. and check out some of the clubs down there. We found ourselves at Mako's. (Pronounced May-Co's). I'm not sure who's great idea this was. (Well, besides the guy saying 18 & up welcome, ladies free drinks till midnight). We walk in to see a skinny blonde, who looks like she's 15, wearing nothing but something resembling bra & panties (ooh, hate that word panties) standing on a swing hanging from a ceiling with knee high boots on. The guys were all shirtless wearing kilts. But...the music was good. We stood around, got some free drinks...and watched in amazement at how everyone was dressed (or lack of). They would take bottles of SOW-ZA (ha ha) it's actually Souza tequilla and pour shots into anyone's mouth who would want some. YUCK...none for us, thanks. This was probably one of the craziest bars I've been in, but would be great for a bachelorette party! Anyway, we mosied on back toward the bathrooms when I see a very tall black man in a suit. Being that everyone else is half clothed, I ask him why all the fanciness? He said follow me...so we followed him back to the VIP area, which was very nice. Much like a Martini bar, little bit older crowd...mostly gay men. They weren't PDA gay, just appeared gay and if I had to bet a limb on it I would have. Anyway, the bar closed at close to 3am...so we took off. I mean, we didn't have to be up until 10am for our next class, right? Right. Tabby takes us all back to the hotel (most of us, with the exception of Beth are sober) where they decided to stay...but we thought we wanted blueberry pancakes...so Me, Melissa and Paco go to Perkins. Melissa and I split an order of blueberry pancakes...but when we placed our order I (politely, of course!!! ha ha) told our waiter that I didn't want the whipped cream and powdered sugar shit on top of our pancakes. He said ok.
20 minutes later our food arrives. Here's our stack of pancakes with BLUEBERRY SAUCE on top. Yep, that's our blueberry pancakes! I say to the waiter "what is this shit all over our pancakes?" He says, "that's blueberry, you wanted blueberry pancakes, right?". "Well, yes," I say, "but I wanted the blueberries inside the pancakes, not on top, but these will have to do." I thought Melissa would crawl under the table and hide, between laughing and embarassment. Now, I know this could reveal Paco's identity to someone who just happens to click on "Paco from Puerto Rico" on Google. But...we get on the subject of inner tubes, illegal aliens, etc... Earlier in the night we just happened to make a wrong left turn into the hood. Paco made a comment that tomorrow's paper would say 4 Women and a Puerto Rican mugged, raped and murdered in Orlando. So, (now, don't get me wrong, in no way shape or form am I racist) I say, NO...silly. The paper won't say anything about the Puerto Rican...they don't count! And...if it did say PR...it wouldn't be a headline. It would be a short 1/2 paragraph on the back of the paper in "other news". We all laughed and that was the end of it. During our breakfast it was brought up again...this time Melissa (who in no way shape or form is racist) had to clarify what the headline would really read if a PR was involved in something. Mrs. Smith Looses her Dog in Orlando. In other news, PR man found raped, mugged & murdered. Period. Well, I'm sure you probably had to be there, but Melissa and I laughed so hard we couldn't even eat. It was hysterical! Paco didn't find the humor in it! LOL!
Anyway, I'm not going to go into Thursday, it was basically the same except Melissa drank enough for the 4 of us. She wound up with bruises on her elbow, hip and a possible broken toe...not sure how that happened. But, a good time was definitely had by all and it took all weekend for us to recover from our lack of sleep over the past 3 days!
How many days until next year's conference???
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1 Comments:
You have nailed it on the head. I have the SAME friggen problem when I go shopping! I think I'll find something better in the next store so I wait and then I don't find a thing. Or, I think I'll wait it out...perhaps the price will drop. Perhaps I'll come into some more money. I'll get THAT next paycheck. Then I forget all about it until I see someone else wearing it or see it on tv. Kell, I suffer from the same crappy complex. Thank you for identifying why it is so frustrating to shop with me.
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