Thursday, May 31, 2007
DVD Sorting Facility
Guess whose house this is! The only peeps I know that have to sort their gagillion DVDs in moving boxes by alphabet! Pack on friends.
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Promotion
Yeah! The promotion I was 'promised' last year by my old boss finally was submitted by my new boss. I am officially a Senior Manager now! While it is retroactive to yesterday, it will not be announced until this Friday to my staff. Not bad for two and a half years work! It is silly how a simple title change can make one feel. I think we might have to go out for 25 cent wings tonight at Stetsons! (splurge!)
Monday, May 28, 2007
THE END
We are safely home. Fun times. Thanks for all the peeps who played along the way. Scroll down about 100 posts to, "Memorial Day Road Trip START," to see the whole trip!
Cabelas
When in Rome. J/K. We are getting coffee at Starbucks and making potty. This pic is for you Steve & Keith!
Forging Dags Name
Randy signs the guestbook for Dags at Heini's cheese chalet. We each have bags and bags of cheese, meats, and Amish treats.
For Laura
Here is your Amish Cheesemaker, hard at work with his beard net and all. It is the latest fashion. We're bring a case of them back to DC since none of us have shaved in days.
The End of Sunday
There is no internet access so no summary tonight. Four went quickly to bed and four continued to drink. It ends like this. Goodnight.
Bag Full
Randy's bag is full. Actually, we removed the box wine from the box to ice it up. Klassi.
Speaking of Randy, you have to hear about "Lucky" the cow. He said she'd be unlucky soon until my mom explained that she wasn't for beef and was actually being used to make calves. Randy said, "Oh, she's a breeder." We about died.
Last Call
We took some leftovers (alcohol, not food) back to the hotel and are closing the evening on the patio. Since we are the only guests and there is no staff, I guess nobody will care. The patio is great! We have breakfast with Whitney at 11 so we can't stay up too late.
Sunday, May 27, 2007
Coon # 2
He caught it in a bucket. It will be let go tonight so none of us need therapy when we return to DC, but Mr. Coon's time in this world is likely short.
Bags Sports Bar
A new golf themed bar that is appaently owned by one of my Uncle Sterling's golfing buddies. Sadly this is not DC and it is only open until 9
The suite
Tim, Randy, Anna, and I are sharing a lovely three bedroom suite. Tom made himself at home in the lazyboy to catch some baseball before we head back to the farm for the cookout.
Mohawk
No...we didn't get one. Mother and Father invited us over for cocktails. Randy promptly found the bar, which was ready with fresh juice, vodkers, and beers. Randy's family, we just found out, live on the same street as Richard in Warrenton. Everyone is happy.
Union Station
I heard you looking. Perhaps I should have taken a photo after everyone returned from the buffet. Anna is pissed off. Beer and wine only till 1 PM in Ohio. No bloody marys.
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