What a trip!
I had a 2 1/2 day training session last week. Those of you that know me very well at all know that i absolutely LOVE when these things roll around because it gives me my time away with some of my gal-pals. One of them didn't make this trip though....and i missed her!
So here's the story of the trip...
We get there Wednesday. Where we are we have absolutely no cell service. I called *spouse* from roomie's cell (she had one bar) I gave him the room number and then got cut off.
blahblah.. training session..blahblah
Wednesday night we had a mystery dinner theater. It was ok... pirate theme, the food was SPICY!!!!!!! carribean jerk chicken and some spiced out of this world hot veggies.... then after that we did karaoke...with an open bar... i didn't do too bad there, cpl of mixers... C and I tried to make my fav drink (Sex on the Beach) but didn't have the right ingredients so we improvised and called them "Sandy Cracks". LMAO Karaoke was fun, but they wouldn't let me sit down. I tried, and whoever happened to be up there at the time would tell me to stay. Someone said afterwards that she had no idea i was so funny. (yeah ok, get with the program sister!) After that we went to our rooms. Roomie and I were on the 3rd floor. C was on the first floor. I think roomie had left earlier, she was tired. So as C and i split to go to our rooms I asked her if she wanted me to walk her to her room (there was a picnic table out front and there were 3 guys sitting there, i didn't know if they would hurt her or not, but i didn't figure they would come after me, since i'm such a badass and all LMAO) She said no, and i went up in the elevator. I got to the room, put my jammies on, pulled my hair back in a pony and washed my face. Knock on door....C....wants me to go downstairs w/ her and talk to the guys. At first i said no, but she talked me into it (i'm easy lol) Got down there (in my jammies w/ my hair pulled back in a pony and no makeup) one was older, one was mexican, and the other was not too bad.. he had a unibrow and a shaved head, but they were all fun. I sat on a 2-seater thing with the mexican. He was getting drunk. He kept calling the shaved headed one "tender", for bartender, because he would refill/replenish the drinks. Say 'tender with a mexican accent and its hilarious....and then me copying him before i could stop myself! LMFAO we stayed out there talking until 1 am. (cause 'tender kept making more beer magically appear) the next day someone asked me if that was me outside til 1 cause she would hear voices, and then bursts of laughter, and she said it HAD to be me out there.
Thursday...training sessions.....blahblah
C was using her puter in the dining room or outside or somewhere and met some guys that had a houseboat on the lake. She came into session and told me we were goin on a houseboat that night. **ok!** Roomie wouldn't go, but we got *new girl* to go with us. That girl is a hoot.... i cracked UP at her! (we were doing the caveman geico commercials) well, Thursday AM *other person* had been sick...some kind of bug we think.... i saw her at lunch and talked to her some.
Thursday night....dinner w/ the group. Another open bar, more Sandy Cracks. C and I and *new girl* cut out before dessert and i went upstairs to call *spouse*. Told him to call me the next morning. I changed my clothes to cut-off sweats, tshirt, and tennies, pulled my hair into piggies, and off we went. Crammed into C's car with C, me, *new girl*, and 3 of the guys to drive to the marina. There were....oh.....9 or so of the guys.... lemme count.... scott, steve, mike, matt, mike, jeremy, chris, seth, and brandon.... and then greg, and one they called escobar lmao i met the first 9 at the lodge, the other 2 stayed on the houseboat cause they weren't hungry. We take a speedboat ride (drinking beer enroute) out to the houseboat....which was totally ROCKIN!!!!!! 6 bedrooms...2 levels....hot tub..... grill..... bar...and SLIDE to the water! The houseboat is tied to shore and at the back they have tied to one side the speedboat we rode out on, on the other side is tied another speed boat, and along the very back there is tied a bassboat that Escobar is night-fishing out of. When we got there, the one named greg was high and drinkin beam.... kept tryin to get me to take a shot... i said no, no, no. He had cooked some chicken on the grill, so he said "shot or piece of chicken" which i heard as "piss a chicken" and i said "um, i've never pissed a chicken before, but damn if i won't try" Matt was standing there and i thought he would piss himself laughing. So this greg guy keeps on with me about the shot....and Jeremy (who had longer hair and was totally turning me on) says "just do one and he'll leave u alone" so i do one shot of beam. Then jeremy takes me inside and i make a rum/coke and we walk thru the little hallway to the other end of the boat where there is an outside table by the grill. In the hallway C ends up behind me.... so it was jeremy, me, then C....and jeremy stops short.... i bout ran up his ass. A bunch of us sat at the table, talking and laughing and drinking. I drank all my drink, so I went back to refill. I went back to the other end of the boat to see if the fishermen had caught anything.... and to get a coke for my next rum/coke drink. greg is still out there w/ the beam and the shot glass..... C appears...and then *new girl* appears....and he's tryin to get us all to take a shot.... C does hers, *new girl* does hers, and then i tell him i already did one....he says i didn't....jeremy tells me to "just do one and he'll leave u alone"....so i did ANOTHER shot. i got my coke, poured it in my cup, and saw C goin up some corkscrew stairs to the top level. I follow, along with everyone else except the ones fishing. C gets in the hot tub and i stand beside it. greg had gotten in w/ her and kept tryin to rub on her....lmao.....she kept moving across to the other side....it was funny. so jeremy is standing beside me and C ran out of whatever drink she had (something w/ hawaiian punch in it)and i drank all mine. jeremy offers to go get us refills. when he comes back, C gets out.....so greg got out. he wrapped a towel around himself but he's shaking and i commented on his shakin like a wet puppy. He eased up behind me and starts rubbing my back, so i told him he had 30 minutes to quit. lmao jeremy cracked up, and so did matt (who by this point was walking around with plastic boobs on that had red blinky lights as nipples LMFAO) somehow we end up sittin back on the lower deck at the table again.... and i'm starting to feel yucky. i could tell i was gonna puke..... so i got out of my chair and went over to the side of the boat and leaned over..... i heard someone say "she's drunk" and then someone else said "she's gonna be sick man" and then someone put their mouth by my ear and said "i'm sorry i got u drunk, hun" and BLLLAAAAAAAACCCCKKKKKKKK i spewed chunks major!!!!! i'm not real sure, but i think at some point i flashed my boobs. i remember someone telling me i had nice tits. there are things i don't remember at all. i remember them helping me back on the speedboat to go back to the marina. i remember the speedboat ride....and throwing up several times....someone had their arm around me and i was leaning on them and they were holding a plastic container under my chin to catch the puke. C told me later it was Mike, older than me, but really really nice. i had talked to him a bit at the lodge earlier in the day. so we get to the marina and i dunno how i got out of the speedboat, but i remember bein on the pier/dock and having to puke again. i got down on my hands and knees and leaned over the water. mike was holding on to me so i didn't go over.... and i hurled more..... 2 of the guys picked me up and CARRIED ME to the car! as we got out to the parking lot a cop drove up. i remember sitting on the curb. i could hear them telling the cop i was gonna be ok, i had already thrown up alot. i remember the cop saying he would drive us back to the lodge.... and.... i remember C having to take a breathalyzer. she told me later that i had thrown up again, the cop nearly got sick, and he decided he didn't want me in his car, so if she blew ok on the breathalyzer he was gonna let her drive back while he followed.roflmao He said she blew a .038......how? i have NO idea cause i KNOW she had more alcohol in her system than that! i remember the guys putting me in bed in C's room and taking off my shoes..... and i was OUT until about 4:30 am....i woke up and thought "shit! i got to get to my room b4 *spouse* calls!" so i woke C up and told her i was leaving. went to my room and took a shower and got in bed.
i asked C about showing my boobs, she told me she didn't see me do it. she did say i sucked a few noses though! LMFAO
i didn't make it to the training sessions on friday. we headed home around noon. C and roomie decided they wanted to stop at Cracker Barrel to eat lunch...i stayed in the car and slept.
Roomie was feeling sick too, so we decided that all my upchuckin' wasn't totally due to be being drunk. We deduced that I had also caught the bug that the other person had.
friday night-still sick. but no more puking.
saturday- still feeling rough.
sunday- some better, but not great. spouse tried to make his move in the bedroom. i just wasn't feeling up to it. Nor have i had the desire in quite some time to be with him. I haven't explained here that he and i have had major issues in our marriage. anyway, i tell him that i don't want to. he starts in on his incessant line of questioning and he asks me 3 questions
1. how come i can stay up til 1 am when i'm out with my friends, but can't stay awake past 9
pm when i'm at home.
2. am i still in love with him or do i just not find him attractive any more.
3. did roomie and i sleep in the same bed.
for the first time in my entire life i do believe i was speechless. there was an odd moment of silence before i jumped out of bed, utterly appalled that he would even imply such a thing, and headed for the couch. he followed close behind with his whining and was saying everything he could think of to try and backtrack on his words. it didn't work. i think after about 30 minutes i told him that his voice was sounding like fingernails on a blackboard to me and that it would be in his best interest to shut up and leave me alone.
so there ya go.
2 weeks from tomorrow there will be another gal-pal trip! wheeeeeee stay tuned!
So here's the story of the trip...
We get there Wednesday. Where we are we have absolutely no cell service. I called *spouse* from roomie's cell (she had one bar) I gave him the room number and then got cut off.
blahblah.. training session..blahblah
Wednesday night we had a mystery dinner theater. It was ok... pirate theme, the food was SPICY!!!!!!! carribean jerk chicken and some spiced out of this world hot veggies.... then after that we did karaoke...with an open bar... i didn't do too bad there, cpl of mixers... C and I tried to make my fav drink (Sex on the Beach) but didn't have the right ingredients so we improvised and called them "Sandy Cracks". LMAO Karaoke was fun, but they wouldn't let me sit down. I tried, and whoever happened to be up there at the time would tell me to stay. Someone said afterwards that she had no idea i was so funny. (yeah ok, get with the program sister!) After that we went to our rooms. Roomie and I were on the 3rd floor. C was on the first floor. I think roomie had left earlier, she was tired. So as C and i split to go to our rooms I asked her if she wanted me to walk her to her room (there was a picnic table out front and there were 3 guys sitting there, i didn't know if they would hurt her or not, but i didn't figure they would come after me, since i'm such a badass and all LMAO) She said no, and i went up in the elevator. I got to the room, put my jammies on, pulled my hair back in a pony and washed my face. Knock on door....C....wants me to go downstairs w/ her and talk to the guys. At first i said no, but she talked me into it (i'm easy lol) Got down there (in my jammies w/ my hair pulled back in a pony and no makeup) one was older, one was mexican, and the other was not too bad.. he had a unibrow and a shaved head, but they were all fun. I sat on a 2-seater thing with the mexican. He was getting drunk. He kept calling the shaved headed one "tender", for bartender, because he would refill/replenish the drinks. Say 'tender with a mexican accent and its hilarious....and then me copying him before i could stop myself! LMFAO we stayed out there talking until 1 am. (cause 'tender kept making more beer magically appear) the next day someone asked me if that was me outside til 1 cause she would hear voices, and then bursts of laughter, and she said it HAD to be me out there.
Thursday...training sessions.....blahblah
C was using her puter in the dining room or outside or somewhere and met some guys that had a houseboat on the lake. She came into session and told me we were goin on a houseboat that night. **ok!** Roomie wouldn't go, but we got *new girl* to go with us. That girl is a hoot.... i cracked UP at her! (we were doing the caveman geico commercials) well, Thursday AM *other person* had been sick...some kind of bug we think.... i saw her at lunch and talked to her some.
Thursday night....dinner w/ the group. Another open bar, more Sandy Cracks. C and I and *new girl* cut out before dessert and i went upstairs to call *spouse*. Told him to call me the next morning. I changed my clothes to cut-off sweats, tshirt, and tennies, pulled my hair into piggies, and off we went. Crammed into C's car with C, me, *new girl*, and 3 of the guys to drive to the marina. There were....oh.....9 or so of the guys.... lemme count.... scott, steve, mike, matt, mike, jeremy, chris, seth, and brandon.... and then greg, and one they called escobar lmao i met the first 9 at the lodge, the other 2 stayed on the houseboat cause they weren't hungry. We take a speedboat ride (drinking beer enroute) out to the houseboat....which was totally ROCKIN!!!!!! 6 bedrooms...2 levels....hot tub..... grill..... bar...and SLIDE to the water! The houseboat is tied to shore and at the back they have tied to one side the speedboat we rode out on, on the other side is tied another speed boat, and along the very back there is tied a bassboat that Escobar is night-fishing out of. When we got there, the one named greg was high and drinkin beam.... kept tryin to get me to take a shot... i said no, no, no. He had cooked some chicken on the grill, so he said "shot or piece of chicken" which i heard as "piss a chicken" and i said "um, i've never pissed a chicken before, but damn if i won't try" Matt was standing there and i thought he would piss himself laughing. So this greg guy keeps on with me about the shot....and Jeremy (who had longer hair and was totally turning me on) says "just do one and he'll leave u alone" so i do one shot of beam. Then jeremy takes me inside and i make a rum/coke and we walk thru the little hallway to the other end of the boat where there is an outside table by the grill. In the hallway C ends up behind me.... so it was jeremy, me, then C....and jeremy stops short.... i bout ran up his ass. A bunch of us sat at the table, talking and laughing and drinking. I drank all my drink, so I went back to refill. I went back to the other end of the boat to see if the fishermen had caught anything.... and to get a coke for my next rum/coke drink. greg is still out there w/ the beam and the shot glass..... C appears...and then *new girl* appears....and he's tryin to get us all to take a shot.... C does hers, *new girl* does hers, and then i tell him i already did one....he says i didn't....jeremy tells me to "just do one and he'll leave u alone"....so i did ANOTHER shot. i got my coke, poured it in my cup, and saw C goin up some corkscrew stairs to the top level. I follow, along with everyone else except the ones fishing. C gets in the hot tub and i stand beside it. greg had gotten in w/ her and kept tryin to rub on her....lmao.....she kept moving across to the other side....it was funny. so jeremy is standing beside me and C ran out of whatever drink she had (something w/ hawaiian punch in it)and i drank all mine. jeremy offers to go get us refills. when he comes back, C gets out.....so greg got out. he wrapped a towel around himself but he's shaking and i commented on his shakin like a wet puppy. He eased up behind me and starts rubbing my back, so i told him he had 30 minutes to quit. lmao jeremy cracked up, and so did matt (who by this point was walking around with plastic boobs on that had red blinky lights as nipples LMFAO) somehow we end up sittin back on the lower deck at the table again.... and i'm starting to feel yucky. i could tell i was gonna puke..... so i got out of my chair and went over to the side of the boat and leaned over..... i heard someone say "she's drunk" and then someone else said "she's gonna be sick man" and then someone put their mouth by my ear and said "i'm sorry i got u drunk, hun" and BLLLAAAAAAAACCCCKKKKKKKK i spewed chunks major!!!!! i'm not real sure, but i think at some point i flashed my boobs. i remember someone telling me i had nice tits. there are things i don't remember at all. i remember them helping me back on the speedboat to go back to the marina. i remember the speedboat ride....and throwing up several times....someone had their arm around me and i was leaning on them and they were holding a plastic container under my chin to catch the puke. C told me later it was Mike, older than me, but really really nice. i had talked to him a bit at the lodge earlier in the day. so we get to the marina and i dunno how i got out of the speedboat, but i remember bein on the pier/dock and having to puke again. i got down on my hands and knees and leaned over the water. mike was holding on to me so i didn't go over.... and i hurled more..... 2 of the guys picked me up and CARRIED ME to the car! as we got out to the parking lot a cop drove up. i remember sitting on the curb. i could hear them telling the cop i was gonna be ok, i had already thrown up alot. i remember the cop saying he would drive us back to the lodge.... and.... i remember C having to take a breathalyzer. she told me later that i had thrown up again, the cop nearly got sick, and he decided he didn't want me in his car, so if she blew ok on the breathalyzer he was gonna let her drive back while he followed.roflmao He said she blew a .038......how? i have NO idea cause i KNOW she had more alcohol in her system than that! i remember the guys putting me in bed in C's room and taking off my shoes..... and i was OUT until about 4:30 am....i woke up and thought "shit! i got to get to my room b4 *spouse* calls!" so i woke C up and told her i was leaving. went to my room and took a shower and got in bed.
i asked C about showing my boobs, she told me she didn't see me do it. she did say i sucked a few noses though! LMFAO
i didn't make it to the training sessions on friday. we headed home around noon. C and roomie decided they wanted to stop at Cracker Barrel to eat lunch...i stayed in the car and slept.
Roomie was feeling sick too, so we decided that all my upchuckin' wasn't totally due to be being drunk. We deduced that I had also caught the bug that the other person had.
friday night-still sick. but no more puking.
saturday- still feeling rough.
sunday- some better, but not great. spouse tried to make his move in the bedroom. i just wasn't feeling up to it. Nor have i had the desire in quite some time to be with him. I haven't explained here that he and i have had major issues in our marriage. anyway, i tell him that i don't want to. he starts in on his incessant line of questioning and he asks me 3 questions
1. how come i can stay up til 1 am when i'm out with my friends, but can't stay awake past 9
pm when i'm at home.
2. am i still in love with him or do i just not find him attractive any more.
3. did roomie and i sleep in the same bed.
for the first time in my entire life i do believe i was speechless. there was an odd moment of silence before i jumped out of bed, utterly appalled that he would even imply such a thing, and headed for the couch. he followed close behind with his whining and was saying everything he could think of to try and backtrack on his words. it didn't work. i think after about 30 minutes i told him that his voice was sounding like fingernails on a blackboard to me and that it would be in his best interest to shut up and leave me alone.
so there ya go.
2 weeks from tomorrow there will be another gal-pal trip! wheeeeeee stay tuned!
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