Jamaica: Part 1

This is an old draft I found from 11-2009 and am publishing it now - just because...
Jamaica.  There is so much to say about it I'm not sure where to begin.  First I have to say that since the only person I can be assured will read this is me that I am writing so that I never forget what happened.  There are a few others who sometimes read and I'm pretty sure from reading their blogs that they won't be offended by what I write so here goes it.

We arrived in Negril and went to our first hotel, Blue Caves Castle.   This was a great place to stay while our friends were in town because it was like having your own hotel.  The staff was great, the price was unbeatable, the whole place was groovy and the view was beautiful!   

We had scored Red Stripe and Ganga by this time so it was just a matter of unpacking and getting started.  I must say that my decision to smoke out was out of respect for Jamaica in general...When in Rome! We got settled and started in on the party.  When we were sufficiently out of our minds we headed to Chicken Lavish  for some Jerk chicken. Good food, strong drinks and interesting staff made this a place we returned to again.  We then took a taxi to the beach ($ .60 American) and wandered up and down the beach to the different bars.  When I say beach bar I do mean sand under the feet.  It was wonderful.  In the bars no one bothered us but every time we set foot away from the bar and started walking people came out of the wood work to offer us drugs.  They always went for Mr. Shug first, calling out "Gray Mon" then listing off what drugs they had.  He has salt and pepper hair, hence Gray Mon, but we never figured out what made him get offered more than anyone else.  They swarmed him.  The entire trip it was like this.  We laughed about it a lot (because it wasn't happening to us) and Shug at one point said that a man can only take so much before he breaks down and buys even if he hadn't planned on it.  So that is our lesson in peer pressure, not that they were his peers, but still.  I think he got so much action because he looked like some dude from the 70's looking for a good time. He disagrees. Part 2 coming soon.

Big Big Weekend

I had a very large weekend.  I think I'm about back to normal but yesterday was devoted to detox and recovery.  My play by play:

Heading to taco bar!

Saturday:

9: am - Off to Randall's house for Girls Day and Night

                We (the usual girls weekend girls) started with Mimosas and Randall's house then headed to Ikea.  Because most good women need a drink for tackling that place.  After some serious but speedy shopping we headed home.  2:30 We hit the backyard and relaxed with drinks, music and some oh so special baked goods.  My main drink for the afternoon was Pink Panties -  this is a really fun drink to be making because you can keep asking your friends if they want to try your pink panties! Pink Panties ~ vodka, soda and a splash of cranberry = yum 5:30 Left house in cab for delish local taco  & tequila bar 8:00 back in backyard for some more fun  9:00 I say "Oh my god, what time is it?" It felt so late!  We were all in bed by 11:30 -

Dallas Cowboys game

Sunday 7: am Woke up, showered and headed to my house.  8:45 left for a pre game gathering for the Dallas Cowboys Game.  11:00 Arrived at Suite @ Cowboy Stadium.  Ate, drank and watched the game.  Super fun.  And they won which is a miracle in itself.  5:00 Left game and headed home. 

Sunday Evening 6:30 Walked across the street and got in a 15 passenger van that our friends had rented and went to hear Roger Waters perform The Wall Live.  12:30 Back Home -  laughing, and rummaging around the kitchen.  It was a really good night.

The Wall Live 11-2010

Being Hunted At Sleep Away Camp



The Ranch as I was driving up Saturday eveining.

 This past Saturday after the kids had finished their sports we dropped them off at Sister's and headed to the airport.  We caught a 45 minute flight south,  landed and drove 35 miles outside of town to a ranch.  It was a friends 40th birthday and several of us gathered to celebrate.  The ranch is large (most things are in South Texas), there were mules to drive (think golf cart with bad ass engine and souped up tires), a million rocking chairs around a big fire pit, outdoor kitchen and two bunkhouses.  This is the fun part - the girls stayed in one bunkhouse and the boys in another! It was fantastic. There was also a band.  Most of the guys, except the band, had been there before and it was the first time for the women.  After much food and drinks, and maybe some unmentionables, we loaded up in the mules and truck and headed out for a little hide and seek and buzzed driving. Apparently, this is what the guys do all the time when they are there.  One or two vehicles drive off and hide while the others count to 1000, or wait about 5-10 minutes, then the seeking begins.  It was so much fun.  Pitch dark with nothing around for miles, very quiet (except for random drunk "wahoos"), and the feeling of being hunted.  I'm afraid reading this it might not sound as exciting as it was, but the feeling of hiding in the dark, buzzed, wondering if someone is going to find you is very exhilarating. I mean, I'm sure it wouldn't be great if you were a criminal, or being hunted by a boogie man, but these were pretty cute boys that are really funny and know how to party.  The perfect combination.  Later, back around the fire, the band played, drunk people sang along, there was some dancing, and lots of happiness going around.  Shug has been friends with these guys since 1989 when he was a freshmen in college.  I love that they are still hanging out having a good time - and I'm especially glad that they have all grown up to be respectable, successful men that still know how to party and play hide and seek and have a good time!  Also, I did learn a few things that I plan to incorporate into my next girls weekend... hide and seek hunting.

Spring Girls Weekend

It's time for the Spring Girls Weekend.  This time we will be be staying in a hotel in a town with some really great shopping.  We will be shopping and hosting our on SGW Olympics.  What follows are group text messages regarding our planning of the trip.
M- 16 days Ladies, and I use the word ladies loosely.
D- D- Why? Am I a loose lady?
D - 14 days!
C- Fuck, 14?
R- This couldn't come at a better time
D - 10 days
D- 6 days!!!
R- This weekend really couldn't come at a better time, I need the break in a bad kind of way!
M- Hello Ladies! We leave in a mere 4 days so I'm giving out some info. The hotel has free breakfest and I'm bringing gatorade. It has a hot tub for C (if ya know what I mean), extended cable with pay per view porn which should make  D really happy, and a padded room for when R gets way to fucked up and starts talking like her baby!
D- Food and porn. Hell ya!
M- #1. Bring cash...you know why. #2. Reply with what all you are bringing so we can plan accordingly.
 #3. Come prepared to fuck shit up.
C- I'm bringing wine, chips, crackers, and the want to. Want to have a fucking good time!!!
R- I've got #3 covered
D- Shiner, Wine, reeses, Attitude and Moxy.
M- Well fuck ya!
R- Yall want me to make the Oatmeal Odyssey cookies?
M- Bring on the Odyssey because I'm bringing a trip :)  All in the name of love for the coolest bitches I know!
R- Oh hell yes! It's on! I'm so freaking useless today. I can't focus on anything but getting out of town!
D- I've already started the party.
C- I'm on my way now!!!
D- I'm close to your house!
M- Get here!!!
We will be on the road in about 12 hours.  Spring Girls Weekend is the Antidote for all things that suck!