Labor Day

I had an exhausting but awesome weekend. First, went to a wedding and got to see family that I never see - and was reminded why I never see them. Is that awful to say? I actually do love them dearly – but their pettiness can be overwhelming sometimes. And so I self-medicated with free wine. Can you believe they served my Yellowtail????? It was chardonnay instead of shiraz which was probably for the best anyway as I do not want to see multiple close up pictures of my blueberry pie mouth with different family members. After the wedding I crashed for exactly 6 ½ hours before I had to get up, throw the suitcase in the car, and head to Newport, KY where my attendance was requested at the Carnegie Hall Labor Day / WEBN Fireworks. I can tell you that 6 ½ hours after my self-medicating indulgence at the wedding I was still sweating out the “medication” and therefore did not bother to shower just yet. It would have been pointless. Thus I adorned my FBI hat. Yes I have a real one – that story is for another day. So I put on my FBI hat, threw the suitcase in the car, managed to forget our favorite pillows but hightailed it back to Newport. Thankfully, I had a room reserved at the Holiday Inn Express. We made it there by 3p.m. after a five hour journey wherein my churning stomach required four rest stops to 1) buy greasy food 2)dispel the greasy food in various manners; 3) refill Gatorade consumption. By the time we reached Holiday Inn I was fit for a Queen – after I showered that is. Oh – and I was equally grateful that they obviously saw my still somewhat “shaky” condition and placed me and Brian promptly in the “handicap accessible” room on the first floor. Small favors are awesome! Brian took a nap – I took a long bath and drank another gallon of water. We showered – got ready – and made it to the party only slightly late at 5:30. How, you ask, was I ready to start drinking again? Easy – my Bri-Guy made me 2 small liquid “salads” within which I refortified myself and was how shall I say this – “Rearing to Go!”






Obviously, the party at Carnegie where I was just two blocks from the river front with incredible seats to the WEBN fireworks was fantabulous. I lost count after 16 beers. But hey – what the HELL was I doing counting anyway, right? We were dropped back off at the hotel – SWEET! The Monday morning after – well – it was fuzzy. We packed up, checked out, ran a few errands before we “needed” to go home. Did some light housework and then headed to bed…. at 3:00 in the afternoon. I will admit that this morning I still felt a bit “foggy” and “slow to respond” but the memories are memorable!!!! Spent time with close friends – watched fireworks, ate drank – and drank – and drank – and I’m absolutely positive that I offered fantastic comedy throughout various points during the event. I know my dancing was downright infectious as before long many were dancing. Obviously, it was because of the sleek and trendy moves I have in my back pocket to throw out there at any given time to my surprised audience. Let’s start with “Rolling the dice” – You know, where you act like you have dice in your hand, pretend to shake them – and then give the Vegas Roll so they’re sliding down the craps table? You don’t even use real dice – IT’S ALL PRETEND!! SWEET moves. Everybody loved it. I won’t brag about all the others I shared. It would take all afternoon. I’m just trying to paint a picture about how my presence truly made the party what it was and that I’m sure without me it wouldn’t have been as much fun. I know this because EVERYONE was telling me they were so glad they got to see me. But alas, I feel as if I’m bragging so I’ll stop.






The last part of my weekend was shocking to say the least. Readers – you will definitely shake your head when I share my misery with you. My dog is famous. Her name is Bella Corrina and her picture is on almost every pet product out there. I’m not sure why it took so long for me to notice this invasion of our privacy – obviously I am not getting paid for the use of her beautiful mug – but Seriously???? They have pictures of her doing EVERYTHING!! I saw her laying on her favorite pillow. I saw her doing that amazing Frisbee catch she so loves to do. I saw her retrieving balls – pulling on ropes – even eating milkbone dog treats. SO NOT FAIR! Some fantastic photographer has been stalking sweet Bella and taking pictures without permission. So I’ve decided to remedy this disastrous situation by sharing my own picture of the laziest, most cuddly, I don’t care about anything but my need to lay on top of the nearest person Labrador Retriever – here she is – I know – she’s a cutie…..