7-20-09 Monday (A Yankee’s View)

I try not to skip a day in the blog but other than hanging out in the pool, there wasn’t anything exciting to report for Sunday.  Aside from keeping friends and family abreast of our misadventures and adventures, I like to blog to keep an accurate travel journal.  Sometimes in life, a situation calls for a “Awwww fuck it” such as Sunday’s blog entry did.

Today was an awesome day.  I certainly has a blast.  I’ll have speak from my point of view because 1- Jim got a late start; 2- I was drunk.

Jim was asleep so off to the pool I went.  From our RV to the pool sits Al’s trailer.  Doug and Curtis were visiting with Al.   Being the Southern Hostess Goddess that Al is, he set me up with a chair immediately.  We sat around talking for quite a bit.  Before I knew it, lunchtime had rolled around.  Off the 4 of us went to, get this, a truck stop buffet place.  It was actually good, which I guess is why we went there.  It’s so tricky understanding some of these southerners, like Al.  So many things in life are analogies.  You know, it’s as hot as the ------.  It’s as cold as the -------.  It’s so hot, he ------.  Love ya Alma.

Jim was awake when we returned from lunch. And that’s when the trouble started.  Those southerners, they can drink like a fish.  I got trashed quickly like a resident in a trailer park on a Saturday night.  Apparently I’m no fun when sober as the gang kept egging me on like I was a horse in a race.  They may have been chanting, but that could have been the voices in my head.  The voices are hard to control when I’ve been drinking.  They talk all at once like a choir of 6 year olds.  Perhaps I was entertaining?  I was as entertaining as a Bob Hope tribute party.  I then earned a nickname, Shelby, from Steel Magnolias.  I was told many a times, “Drink your juice Shelby.”

Jim and I had dinner planned but not enough for 5 people.  Curtis and Doug have a NICE (with a damn kitchen island.  Jealous, party of one) roomy 5th wheel.  We all baked chicken, grilled steaks, made fresh guacamole, had salad, and tater tots.  It was all yummy.

Curtis and Doug were supposed to move on to Savannah today.  They got a little too comfortable and didn’t make it out.  I’m glad they stayed a day longer!

I had so much fun, it was like a 10 year old at a floating circus on a Disney cruise ship playing with their favorite toy while eating cotton candy with no adult supervision.