Tonight I had an interesting story to share with you. It involved some red satin cloth anchored by a carbiner from a ceiling with me dangling from it. Seriously.
But I’m too sore to explain it this evening. It will have to wait until tomorrow. I know, I know. The suspense is killing you, right? I feel your pain.
Instead, I’m going to share some more pics from my trip to Vermont because it so totally fascinates you. I can tell from the three comments I got on my last post. Try not to snore…
On our way up to Vermont, I had to wee wee in the worst way. The only option the McDonald’s gals could find was a Subway and they were too true to their brand to stop there. Got to admire their dedication.
Thanks to the fact that I usually have to scream for the kids to bring toilet paper to the bathroom because no one ever refills the holder, my bladder is pretty well trained to hold it for awhile.
Instead, we stopped at a restaurant that might have worked for not only relieving our bladders, but also filling our bellies. But according to a few in our party, the place smelled funny.
I was recovering from a cold, so it didn’t matter much to me, but everyone else decided it would be better to find a less smelly place to dine.
So, we went into an old country store that didn’t smell, but it looked like the setting of a horror flick. We hastily grabbed some pickles, Vermont cheese, crackers and Ohio Buckeye candies because we were all pregnant delirious starving and felt that those items best represented the foods of Vermont.
Except the Buckeyes of course. Not sure how those wound up in Vermont, but no one complained. No one ever complains about finding Buckeyes.
After eating about a pound of cheese each, we safely arrived at our hotel. While everyone else took a nap, I went down to the lobby to grab a glass of wine because I’m klassy like that.
We went to bed pretty early because we had a busy day planned for Monday with the webcast and all. Upon our arrival at the Green Mountain Coffee Roasters, we met the lovely Nell Newman. I photo bombed the first picture we took with her. Once again, striving to keep it klassy. (photo credit)
It was a whirlwind trip, and before we knew it, it was time to go home. We were quite surprised to hear that Nell was joining us on the trip back to Boston.
Clown cars have nothing on the luggage we needed to cram in our Ford Flex, but our fearless pr friends Julie and Brittany played the most amazing game of Tetris trying to get all of our luggage to fit. And by golly they did it. Those gals have skills.
My friend Jodi offered a hand. One false move and she would’ve been buried alive.
But Jodi did survive as evidenced by this photo of her at ariel yoga this morning. And you thought I was kidding. Ha! I’m icing my arse as I type this. I kid you not.
More on that when I’m mentally able to look at the pictures and the feeling comes back to my butt.
It really was a fun weekend. We crammed a lot of activity into an itty bitty bit of time, so I’m really dragging today. Or it could be the ariel yoga. Yup, probably that.
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LOL, Melanie! Your blog is so much fun to read. I hope your arse feels better soon. ♥
Thank you! I’m still wincing. I moved muscles that shouldn’t be moved.
Heavens to Murgatroyd Melanie! You do have an awful lot of interesting adventures in your career!
Thanks for sharing…
;o)
- Lee
I know, right? Never a dull moment around here.
Your posts always make me smile but I had to laugh out loud at this one. Aleve would be a good thing for your behind
i can’t wait to hear more.
I don’t have any Aleve, but I do have wine. That works pretty well too.
Melanie – you made my trip with the photo-bomb AND connecting with you was truly great! I look forward to supporting your future endeavors and continuing to work together. Mwah!!
That was such a fun experience Jen. I look forward to future adventures too.
You always keep it klassy, M. – no worries there. Just keep smiling that smile, and people will believe everything and anything you say, no matter how cray-cray you are.
Everyone needs a little cray-cray in their lives and I’m happy to provide it. Normal people are not nearly as interesting.
Dude. How do I miss such fun trips? No really. You had me at hunks of Vermont cheese and coffee.
You’re missing the fun because you are writing books that are actually getting published. I mean, how many people get paid to write books about cocktails? You did!! Lucky lady!
I think I might make more money at Tarjay but it WAAAAASSS fun doing the research for the book. It was all for the common good. Really. Who needs a liver????
Just looking at the yoga picture made my neck ache. I can NOT imagine why anyone would . . . okay, maybe it’s just me.
Not it’s not just you. If I had half of a brain I would’ve kept two feet on the ground, but you know me….
OMG! You crack me up!
I feel cracked.
ohmyGOSH!! is that red thing a torture device or?
p.s. I just noticed the TD logo,,,,,do you have TD banks in the US? wandering minds wanna know eh.
Oh, and yes. It was a TD bank that sponsored the event.
Or, definitely or. Every master bedroom should have one. Lol.
Looks like you had a great time, even though you are sore!
Fun, but painful. Never again. I’ll stick to walking my five miles a day. It’s safer.
Too funny Melanie!! I wish I had seen these aerial feats in person! It looks like fun!! Okay, maybe more fun if it was focused on a bedroom activity!
you look so happy out and about with the girlies
glad yall had fun
LOL! You’re a mess!
:)
The photobomb picture is epic! Loved hanging and getting to know you better. You are one awesome mama, but I already knew that.
You make me wanna ditch the kids, jump in a convertible and do a girls roadtrip! Come with me please. kthanks!