by The Mall Diva
Last year at the beauty shop we had a friendly little competition in which the goal was to acquire points by selling retail and getting our clients to refer their friends, among other things. The prize would be that my boss, Jackie, would take the winner to Florida. (She goes there quite often because her brothers own condos there in Destin.) This was a big deal, and we started collecting points as fast as we could. It was kind of silly, though, because we didn’t really establish a good way of keeping track of all the points; plus Amy (who owns the bakery about three doors down fom us, and does not work in our shop)would send me all the girls she coaches in softball (which I’m not complaining about), but then she would claim the points. Hello! That’s bogus!!
Anyway, I think it was pretty clear that I won, but Jackie is nice, so she decided that she would take my co-worker, Candace, Amy, and me. We left January 9th at about 5 p.m., and partied until the day we returned home, the 14th. Yep, partied real hard, which for me included dancing, being the designated driver, and singing in a bar called Rum Runners. No, it was not karaoke, and yes, I am expecting my pay check to come soon.
Oh, yeah! The weather was kind of rainy and icky for a couple of days, but then it cleared up and was sunny. We walked on the beach a lot, and even swam! (Not in the ocean, silly, in a heated pool!) On our last day there we were walking on the beach, and my boss was wearing her swimsuit. A lady came up to us and said to her, “Wow, you’re pretty brave.” (I guess it felt a little cool out to the native Floridians, but to us from the frozen tundra it was definitely bikini weather.) Jackie said “Well I have to be out here like this, I have to go home today!!” “I hope you’re not from Minnesota.” “Yeah, we are.” “You guys just made national news!”
I was all for staying til April, after hearing that.
(Just kidding, Benny!)
I have lots of pictures, I’ll try to do another post just for them tomorrow.
A good friend of ours has a son who just got married on New Years Day at an ocean front resort down in the Florida Keys. That would be a great spot to have a May wedding.
I think it’s customary for the father of the bride to pay all expenses for the wedding party (including their spouses). It would probably still be cheaper than a cruise wedding; and, we wouldn’t have to worry about sinking to the bottom of the Caribbean. Start working on the old man.
Unfortunately for all you would-be travelers it’s the Rev. Mother who is the Minister of Finance. As Patience would say: “Bwa ha ha ha!”.
We might be able to swing a rental canoe flotilla on Lake Calhoun.
Hey now! If that’s the case, I’m wearing jean cutoffs and a peasant top… with flip-flops.
I believe pigtails would be the appropriate hairstyle.
Me too.
I would either say, ‘Bwahahahaha!’ or ‘DOOM!’ or, better yet, ‘BWAHAHAHAHA!! DOOMSTEAK!!!!!’
I think I like that last suggestion the best.
A canoe flotilla? That’s a great idea! Then we could play canoe tag or storm the beach and wack joggers over the heads with our paddles, yelling, “Argh, begone ya filthy landlubbers!”