So I haven't been around for awhile, sorry. We bought a house and gutted the kitchen - everything was great until the countertop people kept screwing up - we went with concrete countertops that look really cool - except the apoxy that went on the top kept bubbling and they had to re-do them 3 times -- we've been without a kitchen for 4 weeks now and living in the house. It's finished now and we should have a kitchen sink this weekend (yeah!).
Then of course during all of this work has been crazy - I took a group of my members to D.C. to a congressional conference of Optometrists and everything there went great until we walked out of the restaurant and I got really sick and puked, yes I said PUKED, right on the sidewalk in front of about 6 of my members and their wives. And... I had to see them all the very next week at our convention - hooray. it was announced at the board meeting about throwing up, although there was no table top dancing as was also announced (believe it or not, I only had one glass of wine with dinner that night!)
So, now that convention is over, and we will have a kitchen soon, hopefully I can check in more. Hope this finds you all with stories of your own to tell and much sympathy for me and my embarrassment - oh, and Dennis would want me to tell you that I just didn't get sick, but it was everywhere and I had to use my suit jacket to clean myself up, out of my hair, off my face, etc.
PS - Jodi came to take pics at my convention -- ask her about her room!
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all I can say is
bummer
and
bummer
and, I wish I wasnt still eating lunch when I read about you losing yours! oh well LOL
I hope that things get squared away in your kitchen, that must really suck after several weeks
what's up with Jodi's room? was SHE dancing on the tables?
Poor Vicki,I feel your pain. My best act if I am stressed is just "hurl" and I feel better. Just today Bob asked me to help clean the baseboards at a house he was working, He said he would pay me $50./well I need walking around change,but didn't want to clean baseboards for it. Solution "Hurl" gets the sympathy vote every time. Love ya, and gotta see that kitchen
Vicki, I feel your pain! But if I can live thru my dress blowing over the top of my head in front of a school bus full of high school boys...surely you can live thru your puke....well, maybe not! (I never had to see those boys again!)
Aint Aud...did you still get the 50 bucks? That should be worth the pain you had to go thru!
Oh yeah, Vicki ...Jodi told me you did a fantastic job on getting things set up, decor, scheduling, all that "business stuff"! Way to go!
Love, Sandi
ps Vicki, after our cream colored BEAUTIFUL carpet couldn't take any more kids and animal abuse... we pulled it all up. Last year I started painting the concret (marbelizing) cuz I didn't want the red colored stain. Any way, I got the living room done, and one path in the bedroom, and haven't hit a lick any more! I'm going to have to use some vacation time to finish it, but I really do like it and I'm sooooo glad the carpet is gone! I'd really like to see your counter tops. Sounds pretty cool.
Jodi had GREAT things to say about your conference. She said you really did a great job holding everything together. That puking incident was pretty damn funny...no offense!
What's up with this dancing on tables thing the Hutchison ladies got going on??? Is it some sort of over-compensation dealio because of the no booze thing???
Damn blue states...... :)
Jeeez Vic, I didn't know you had to use your jacket!I felt bad for you before but now -oh wow. I'm glad your house is almost done. Everyone wants to see it.
Vicki, your life is starting to sound a lot like your Aunt Sandi's. There's just never a dull moment. I can't even imagine, in your hair and face...I feel for you.
Sandi, how do these things keep happening to you?? Your dress blew up over your head...in front of a bus load of teenage boys...oh my. Didn't I hear a story about you kicking off your shoes and other clothing, while running away from someone on a country road too??? My life is so boring!
A. Aud, you are so smart! I bet you and A. Shirley could give us girls some good tips. Where is A. Shirley anyway..I never see her on here.
love you guys
Evona
Oh gee whiz, Sandi was just showin off again
Sandi, I did indeed get the 50./bucks. As to the dress blowing over your head,,did you have on clean underwear??
Evonna, A.Shirl gets on rarely, but she reads it all and enjoys it. She is not the fastest typist,so she doesn't like to get on as it might take her and hour or so for a few lines (NO OFFENSE,Shirl)Love you anyway.
Well Vicki, if anyone could make puking look dignified it's you.
As far as my room goes...they finally did get me a shower curtain and a clean coffee pot (sans the earlier guests' coffee). Also, when I unfolded that towel, the short, black, curly hair in it was much longer than it appeard at first glance--I was disgusted, yet relieved. Other than that it was a really nice place with beautiful accommodations and amenities, it really was.
You really did do a fantastic job. I try to be a compassionate person, but I kind of enjoyed when you made that distinguished hotel manager run. From his gait, I'm guessing the poor man was not accustomed to moving that quickly. He had a scared look on his face, arms hanging straight down to his sides, leaning kind of forward and his knees were pumping really high into the air.
Evona, NOBODY has a list of uh-ohs like Sandi!
Okay, I don't want to scare anyone, but the word PANTY HOSE means don't worry 'bout the bloomers, we gotcha covered!! (just ask Brennah!)
Evona...you know I forgot about running down that road like that! You sure have a good memory. I guess I'm guilty of that too, but I had a flat tire, on a spookey country road, and some guy from "Deliverence" threw down his banjo and started after me. I was actually dressed for an interview, and altho the rocks killed my feet, I knew the heels HAD to go to get away from this guy. (this is the truth). Then my jacket seemed to0 tight...so I tossed that too. By the time I lost him, my PANTY HOSE were so tore up, that what was left of the feet were thigh high!
....and just for the record, I was MUCH younger when all that happened!! ....Vicki? don't let them scare you. I PROMISE, you're not near as prone to these unfortunate things as I am-& it's okay for me cuz my brain doesn't let me fret about it much!!!--yes JIMMIE..I said BRAIN. I DO have one! It amazes me that yaw remember more of my life than I do! ...okay, maybe my brain does take a vacation now and then!
Vicki, you have my sympathy/empathy on all counts! Remodeling can feel like FOREVER! Oh, and that's a bummer about blowin' chunks in front of the clients. But hey, if that's the worst thing that ever happens you will be doing great!
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