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So I had a really great long weekend at my dad's house on the other coast. I was going to document each day over there on my dads laptop, but I wasn't sure if that would be a good idea since I knew I'd probably say one or two (kind of) mean things about my dads fiance (or whatever he likes to call her). I don't hate her, but she is definitely not the sharpest tool in the shed.. Although she is INSANELY hard working. So anyway onto the weekend:
Saturday: I woke up at six in the morning to be out the door by seven. I stopped for some coffee and toll money and I was on my way. I got there around 10:00am. The crew consisted of my dad and his girlfriend Lynn, My grandpa and his companion Ken, Charlie (manager of my dads company for 25 years) and his girlfriend Karen, David and Maggie (friends of Dad) and I. Dad was making pancakes, David was cutting up and heating fresh strawberries with sugar in a pan and Grandpa was heating sausage. Pancakes with fresh mashed strawberries and whipped cream is to die for. So after breakfast, everyone else headed to the beach while Dad and I dropped off Ken and Grandpa at the Port for their cruise. After dropping them off, we headed down to Cocoa beach to meet up with everyone at Coconuts where we all drank wayyyy too much and were insanely too loud. But it was so much fun, scary that I have more fun with people twice my age. That must mean something. After Coconuts, we headed home and relaxed out by the pool and just lounged around. We had an enormous dinner which Maggie and I pretty much made on our own. Garlic mashed potatoes, an awesome salad made by me, macaroni salad (me as well), garlic bread, sauteed mushrooms and onions, sauteed broccoli and steaks, courtesy of dad. I guess you could say it was definitely a calorie induced weekend. :/ We had dinner and relaxed.. drank and laughed even more than before..
Sunday: I woke up to the smell of chorizo and eggs cooking. Yup, another day of eating. David was cooking and holy cow, was it good. After 7 showers, we all went our separate ways for the morning. After Dad and I finished some errands, he took me shopping. I bought some really cute clothes and had my eye set on this adorable D&B purse. Alright alright, I'm guilty of giving him the sad eyes, but he promised to buy me the purse (which is completely out of sorts for this man, I never ask him for a thing and the one time I do, he's willing to buy me a $225 purse with no strings attached? I was shocked). We headed down to Coconuts again to meet everyone. I'm sure you can guess what took place here. Dad, Dave and I stopped at a boat show on the way home and I distinctly remember Dave joking that he was my brother and that "brother and sister" REALLY wanted dad to buy the 28' speed boat at the front of the show. Haha.. Again we headed home for a quiet night of burgers, beer and shots. We watched RV too. I don't remember much of it, but I do remember it stunk.
Monday: Maggie, Karen, Charlie and David all left today, we must've gone to the airport 3 times. It was a quiet morning. Barbara and Mike arrived around 2 and we headed down to the Port to one of our favorite restaurants for lunch. Mike was diagnosed with lung cancer last year. It would make sense since he has been smoking unfiltered cigarettes since he was 15,but he in no way deserves it. They gave him 2 years. Since then, its been about a year and the cancer has spread to his brain. I haven't seen him since he was diagnosed and when I saw him I was just blown away. We've known Mike and Barbara for almost 5 years now and they are great people. It's just horrible that we are basically watching him die. He looks so horrible and he's not the Mike I once remember, so I'm going to have to hold onto all the great memories I still have. His wife is heart broken. You can see it in her eyes, but she is so easy going.. he didn't like the burger he ordered at lunch so she swapped plates with him. I just couldn't imagine. At night, we sat and chatted over a dinner of make-due NY style pizza and cannolis, which wasn't bad at all. I just wanted to sit and spend time with him because I really don't know how much longer he has. I tried as best I could to not make it seem as if I knew this would be the last time I would see him, but it was so hard. I'll never forget this night.
Tuesday: I slept in a little bit. I really didn't sleep in at all all weekend. I was up by 9 everyday besides today. I woke up and helped clean up the house a bit. After a shower, dad asked me to go to the BMW dealer to pick up his car which was being serviced. Obviously, I complied. Mind you, he promised he'd take me to get that purse afterward. Well, while we were at the dealership, he decided to trade in his car for a newer '06 330SI convertible instead... 3 hours later I was still sitting there. I tried my best to not show my impatience, but as 4 o'clock grew closer, I was clearly getting pissy. We had still needed to eat dinner and I needed to hit the road by 7 to drive home to the other coast. No purse. Now I'm being promised over and over for a gift card to buy it, but knowing my dad and his empty promises, It's not in my cards. But apparently he said, "If I play my cards right, he'll help me buy a car next year." Like anything else he tells me, that's most likely bullshit as well. Maybe I sound spoiled to you I really don't care, the principal here are not the material objects. It's the fact that this is how my dad has always been about everything. A big talker and a small doer, unless it's for himself, of course. More on this later. We swung by and crammed into the new car he bought and headed to Murdock's for dinner and a speedy dessert. We raced home and I threw all of my junk in my suitcase and said my goodbyes. I admit, I was really sad to go.. I DID have a great time. I love the way they are so motivated and consumed and I feel like I fit so much better with them then most people down here. People from NY and people from FL are like polar opposites. Sigh.....
So that was that. Today I got up for work like any other day and arrived to the same bunch of gossiping, lame bitches I always deal with. You'd think women could grow up at some point. Nope. I mean if you're life is that boring you are making up stories about me being gone for 2 days, you seriously need a change of pace. Shit, cheat on your husband or something.. make up your own drama, stay out of mine. I know I know, I need to just let it go and I will. I am just growing accustomed to that fact that this is how it's always going to be.
Anyhoo, tomorrow is Thursday, which mean Grey's Anatomy!! I'm also stopping at the new Kohl's opening up in front of Countryside Mall. Big sales = Jackie's there. OH.. and I think I'm ready to date again. NOT that I'm looking but that I'm slowly letting my guard down. I'm still focusing on me, but being able to spend time with someone special can't be a bad thing.. Hope everyone out there is well :)
Saturday: I woke up at six in the morning to be out the door by seven. I stopped for some coffee and toll money and I was on my way. I got there around 10:00am. The crew consisted of my dad and his girlfriend Lynn, My grandpa and his companion Ken, Charlie (manager of my dads company for 25 years) and his girlfriend Karen, David and Maggie (friends of Dad) and I. Dad was making pancakes, David was cutting up and heating fresh strawberries with sugar in a pan and Grandpa was heating sausage. Pancakes with fresh mashed strawberries and whipped cream is to die for. So after breakfast, everyone else headed to the beach while Dad and I dropped off Ken and Grandpa at the Port for their cruise. After dropping them off, we headed down to Cocoa beach to meet up with everyone at Coconuts where we all drank wayyyy too much and were insanely too loud. But it was so much fun, scary that I have more fun with people twice my age. That must mean something. After Coconuts, we headed home and relaxed out by the pool and just lounged around. We had an enormous dinner which Maggie and I pretty much made on our own. Garlic mashed potatoes, an awesome salad made by me, macaroni salad (me as well), garlic bread, sauteed mushrooms and onions, sauteed broccoli and steaks, courtesy of dad. I guess you could say it was definitely a calorie induced weekend. :/ We had dinner and relaxed.. drank and laughed even more than before..
Sunday: I woke up to the smell of chorizo and eggs cooking. Yup, another day of eating. David was cooking and holy cow, was it good. After 7 showers, we all went our separate ways for the morning. After Dad and I finished some errands, he took me shopping. I bought some really cute clothes and had my eye set on this adorable D&B purse. Alright alright, I'm guilty of giving him the sad eyes, but he promised to buy me the purse (which is completely out of sorts for this man, I never ask him for a thing and the one time I do, he's willing to buy me a $225 purse with no strings attached? I was shocked). We headed down to Coconuts again to meet everyone. I'm sure you can guess what took place here. Dad, Dave and I stopped at a boat show on the way home and I distinctly remember Dave joking that he was my brother and that "brother and sister" REALLY wanted dad to buy the 28' speed boat at the front of the show. Haha.. Again we headed home for a quiet night of burgers, beer and shots. We watched RV too. I don't remember much of it, but I do remember it stunk.
Monday: Maggie, Karen, Charlie and David all left today, we must've gone to the airport 3 times. It was a quiet morning. Barbara and Mike arrived around 2 and we headed down to the Port to one of our favorite restaurants for lunch. Mike was diagnosed with lung cancer last year. It would make sense since he has been smoking unfiltered cigarettes since he was 15,but he in no way deserves it. They gave him 2 years. Since then, its been about a year and the cancer has spread to his brain. I haven't seen him since he was diagnosed and when I saw him I was just blown away. We've known Mike and Barbara for almost 5 years now and they are great people. It's just horrible that we are basically watching him die. He looks so horrible and he's not the Mike I once remember, so I'm going to have to hold onto all the great memories I still have. His wife is heart broken. You can see it in her eyes, but she is so easy going.. he didn't like the burger he ordered at lunch so she swapped plates with him. I just couldn't imagine. At night, we sat and chatted over a dinner of make-due NY style pizza and cannolis, which wasn't bad at all. I just wanted to sit and spend time with him because I really don't know how much longer he has. I tried as best I could to not make it seem as if I knew this would be the last time I would see him, but it was so hard. I'll never forget this night.
Tuesday: I slept in a little bit. I really didn't sleep in at all all weekend. I was up by 9 everyday besides today. I woke up and helped clean up the house a bit. After a shower, dad asked me to go to the BMW dealer to pick up his car which was being serviced. Obviously, I complied. Mind you, he promised he'd take me to get that purse afterward. Well, while we were at the dealership, he decided to trade in his car for a newer '06 330SI convertible instead... 3 hours later I was still sitting there. I tried my best to not show my impatience, but as 4 o'clock grew closer, I was clearly getting pissy. We had still needed to eat dinner and I needed to hit the road by 7 to drive home to the other coast. No purse. Now I'm being promised over and over for a gift card to buy it, but knowing my dad and his empty promises, It's not in my cards. But apparently he said, "If I play my cards right, he'll help me buy a car next year." Like anything else he tells me, that's most likely bullshit as well. Maybe I sound spoiled to you I really don't care, the principal here are not the material objects. It's the fact that this is how my dad has always been about everything. A big talker and a small doer, unless it's for himself, of course. More on this later. We swung by and crammed into the new car he bought and headed to Murdock's for dinner and a speedy dessert. We raced home and I threw all of my junk in my suitcase and said my goodbyes. I admit, I was really sad to go.. I DID have a great time. I love the way they are so motivated and consumed and I feel like I fit so much better with them then most people down here. People from NY and people from FL are like polar opposites. Sigh.....
So that was that. Today I got up for work like any other day and arrived to the same bunch of gossiping, lame bitches I always deal with. You'd think women could grow up at some point. Nope. I mean if you're life is that boring you are making up stories about me being gone for 2 days, you seriously need a change of pace. Shit, cheat on your husband or something.. make up your own drama, stay out of mine. I know I know, I need to just let it go and I will. I am just growing accustomed to that fact that this is how it's always going to be.
Anyhoo, tomorrow is Thursday, which mean Grey's Anatomy!! I'm also stopping at the new Kohl's opening up in front of Countryside Mall. Big sales = Jackie's there. OH.. and I think I'm ready to date again. NOT that I'm looking but that I'm slowly letting my guard down. I'm still focusing on me, but being able to spend time with someone special can't be a bad thing.. Hope everyone out there is well :)