Monthly Archives: June 2013

Modest accommodations

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We stopped in Tunica last night for a little gambling fun, and checked into the hotel early. I don’t know if it’s because they took one look and felt sorry for us, wilting in the 100+ degree heat, or if we looked important in our t-shirts and jeans, or if we just looked like we needed a lift, but we got this suite at Harrah’s:

Nice.

Nice.

And the best part? Since the Thriller is a cardholder at all Caesar’s properties (Caesar’s Palace, Harrah’s, Horseshoe), he got it for nothin’. How about that?

I’ll bet some of you would have loved the Jacuzzi. (We aren’t fans; he says, “What’s the point? Get in the shower and get out.” I am grossed out by them…all that body bacteria swimming around…yummy. That, and after about 5 minutes in one, I feel woozy.)

Me? I’m looking forward to hogging that marble double shower all to myself. :-D

And for today: we’re bound for the Big D, and meeting up at BoomR and BluVox’s house for some crazy shenanigans, a recording and a gig. Wahoo!

I’ll check in tomorrow morning with more photos. Hugs to all my fiends.

FO

Mississippi

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Good morning from beautiful Fulton, MS. I hope all my luvs up in the Midwest are not suffering any damage from last night’s storms. Seamus posted a picture from his truck route this morning, and it showed washed out, flooded roads. I hope you’re all doing fine!

Long, long, long drive yesterday, but it was worth it, because Daddy and Kathy were on the other end. Nineteen miles from Tupelo (Elvis’s birthplace, and Daddy’s as well) is the little town of Fulton; delightful little hamlet.

Sorry if the large version is upside down. Gotta give the Thriller a tutorial on how to hold the phone, haha

We had a delicious steak dinner, then went back to Daddy’s and chatted (and of course, I got to hear him play a new instrument — an old 1970 Fender steel guitar  – awesome).

Afterwards, we stopped at his body shop, where he revealed his newest toy: a 2003 Indian motorcycle. He revved the engine and the Fink about had an infarction. They laughed while I tried to recover.

We’ll go out for coffee this morning, then back on the road. This vacation thing? I like it. :-)

Bon Voy-ah-gee

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And away we go, here in a bit. (Coffee first, of course.)

Stay tuned, fiends. I heart you, and thanks for being so sweet for reading. I’ll have some pictures for you, hopefully every day.

It’s now 5:15 a.m., and time to shut this down, brush fangs, unplug everything and get on the road.

Arrivederci! Nasvidenje! Tot ziens! Au revoir! XO!

Fink (and the Thriller) out.

All in

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We’re down to our last day at home!

Yesterday was ka-razy, but ended on a fun note with having the Js for a final overnighter before we (and they, on Friday) leave for vacation. The Thriller, in his inimitable, efficient fashion, has the car almost completely packed up and ready to jet:

Trunk

Trunk

Back seat

Back seat

We had a nice evening with the boys, chatting over dinner, playing Wii, walking down to Uncle Lars and Aunt Helen’s house, and making our own frozen yogurt sundaes:

Back home, then baths and bedtime. By 9 p.m., Grammie had about had it. :-)

Today is busy with a last-minute trip to the store, some laundry, and hopefully some rehearsal time for the Dallas gig this Saturday. Tomorrow at 5:30 a.m., we hit the road for the first leg of the Odyssey, en route to Mississippi to visit Daddy and Kathy.

I remember thinking at Christmastime, June will absolutely never get here. And now here it is: the penultimate day. Am I too worn out to be psyched?

Nah.

Scratchy scratchy

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OK, I’m a bit irritated. Nettled. Miffed. Slightly peeved. Annoyed. J’ever have a morning when you haven’t even been up for an hour, and the suckage level is already rising at breakneck speed?

*drumming fingers on desk*

Right. I need to get out of this funk and on to my spectacular day. Lots of craziness planned at the Fink house, as the days until the Odyssey wind down to three and a wake-up. But first, the heaving up of random peeves:

Today’s Irritants

  1. My inability, for the life of me, to remember how to do a simple maneuver in Paint Shop Pro X2 that I’ve done with ease for years. And do you THINK the web has any advice after searching for 30 minutes?
  2. Evangelists whose sermons are mostly a long string of trite platitudes, one right after the other.
  3. When people, after describing a quick and easy task, exclaim,“Walla!” [sic]
  4. The fact that, thanks to new ink technology, Silly Putty no longer “takes up” newspaper comics.
  5. That I’m dealing with choir tour this morning. Before I leave, I have to upload documents for parents, and I need my rep to answer a question. Autoresponse after emailing him: I’m out of the office until June 20.
  6. Caring who is gay or straight. I. Simply. Do. Not. And neither should anyone else.
  7. When people, afer reading a recipe, post the comment, “YUMMO!” (Seriously, I think violent, truly felonious thoughts. Just…c’mere. *bANg*)
  8. That people not only know they’re using the wrong form of you’re/your, but admit they don’t care. I do not want to live on this planet anymore.

*straightening hair and skirt*

Well, there now. I feel all better. And look at me, all givin’ up coffee and stuff.

OK not really. :P