Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Still Gettin' Er Dun In 20-1-1

I've never been good at sticking with New Year's resolutions, so this year I decided to try something unique and come up with a "theme" for the year. My theme this year was "Get er dun in twenty, one, one (2011)". I must say it sure has worked for me!!! Many of you have asked over the course of the year what that really means. Well, it encompassed a whole host of things from big to small.

Some of my most notable events for the year that I got dun included cleaning out some nasty closets and drawers, downloading the theme of The Brady Bunch as the ringtone for my crackberry, Jeff and I updated our wills and did some serious estate planning, I bought sexy new lingerie (which I realized is now A MUST at least every 6 months) and I planned my entire life celebration for when I go to the great beyond, right down to the DJ's playlist.

Get er dun in 20-1-1 also included knocking quite a few items off my bucket list. One of those happens to be staying at the fantabulous Grove Park Inn in Asheville, NC for Thanksgiving to see the national gingerbread house competition and tour the Biltmore mansion as it will be decorated for Christmas. I don't mind admitting that I'm somewhat of a spa whore. I go to a spa where ever Jeff and I happen to stay and the spa at the Grove Park is by far my favortie spa EVAH. On one occasion while staying at The Grove Park Inn, I was sitting in my plush robe, sipping wine out by the outdoor pool with the beautiful stone fireplace, and admiring the gorgeous mountains. As no cell phones are allowed, a sweet lady was going around whispering something to everyone. I didn't really pay much attention until I faintly heard, "Is there a Deb Church here"? I raised my hand. She said that my husband was up front and needed to see me. I immediately thought an emergency happened with the kids who were back home in Wilmington. I rushed out there and asked what was the matter.

Now my husband, who I love dearly, does MANY things well, but ask him to spend a buck and the veins in his little bald head start to pop. He tells me he needs the key to the room safe (which I inadvertently took) so he can get his wallet and car keys. When I ask why, he says because he wants to watch the football game and the beers at the hotel bar are $5.50 a piece, and he can drive into town and buy an entire 6 pack for that.

OH MY GAWD!!!!!! ARE YOU FREAKIN' KIDDING ME??????????????? You completely embarrass the hell out of me to save a few bucks????? I asked him if he knew how much money I was spending at the spa? He said he preferred not to know. When I turned around the sweet spa lady said that she hoped everything was OK. With a bright red face all I could muster was a nod before I ordered another glass of wine.

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