Boston Baby!

I'm in New England. Yep. It didn't really hit me until I turned on the news and the news guy said something about the New England area. Oh yeah... They do call Boston part of New England.

It took a while to get here from ye ole podunkville, but I'm here, and I'm ready to get to business and to get around and explore the city! One problem. What is there to see in Boston? Where should I go? What sites are there to see? If you've got something, let me know. I suppose I'll be looking up some to dos online, but if you've got something good, let me know!

Thanks!

Too Fat for Vegas?

OK. On a serious note. I am staying at the Mandalay Bay. I headed down to their super cool wave pool, and after not being able to locate my coworkers, I opted to find my own chair. As I started to look around for an empty lounge chair. I became frighteningly aware of my obesity. I thought I'd just find a chair, ditch my stuff and jump into the pool before anyone saw the beached whale. But I just couldn't do it. The more I saw hot siliconed women, the more I thought about my flabby round stretch mark scared belly and my oversized dimpled thighs. I just wanted to run up to my room. And that's just what I did after unsuccessfully finding a lounge chair that was in a mud hole to hide my hideous body. I for sure wasn't going to sit down next to anyone else out on that beach.

It was terrible. I never in my fat life, have been worried about the way I looked to other people. I just wanted to crawl up into a ball and never come out. Not even my $200 fat girl bathing suit could help me feel better. And it's super cute and flattering.

I've decided that no matter what I'm making it out there tomorrow. (It may need to involve a couple shots of some sort of hard liquor, but I'm doing it.) I can't stay at this incredible hotel, in nice hot 100 degree weather (it's 60 something in ND.) I'd be an idiot if I didn't take advantage.

Last Night's Adventures

Cheers!

 

I bought gas at $2.79/gallon this morning!  Wow.  I feel like I'm totally back in 2001 or something.  It felt good.  I even actually filled my tank instead of stopping at $20.

 

Last night I worked.  And it really bit.  Actually, the lady I worked with was so much fun, I wish I always worked with her.  I work tonight all alone.  For the whole 3 hours.  :o(  Sniff.  I hope nothing goes wrong!  But what really bit about last night was that at 9:00 when I was heading home, it was pouring cats and dogs.  I had no umbrella, or jacket. So I just had to make a run for it.  By the time I reached my car at the far end of the parking lot, I was drenched.  COMPLETELY.  I had not a single dry spot on me. I think I'm going to need to go out and by a body covering poncho. The worst part is that I had my hundred something suede shoes on, so I took those babies off and put them in a plastic bag, so they wouldn't get ruined.  So I ran through the parking lot barefoot.  Thank goodness I didn't step on anything sharp!

Freebie Whore

I love free stuff. It’s great!

Some of the vendors at this conference give away some pretty good stuff. Plus, each night I got different goodies left in my room from a different sponsor of the conference. One night was a Mrs. Fields cookie, another night (Valentines Day) I got a little treasure hunt box full of goodies, and a note that said to go to a certain URL and see what I won. I won a $25 gift certificate to Staples. Woo hoo! Now I can definitely buy that wireless mouse I was wanting, but didn’t think I needed. Now I totally “need” it. Plus, the hotel left me two candy hearts on my pill with a note saying something like, “We hope this makes your stay a little nicer.” Now I can definitely buy that wireless mouse I was wanting, but didn’t think I needed. Now I totally “need” it.

He’s a picture of my loot. I forgot to add in there the 3 tee shirts, and another note book.
In the picture are:
a stuffed gecko, a stuffed cheata, AM/FM radio, USB multi-port, squishy monkey head, squisy fish with clip, twizzlers, sunscreen, golf ball that blinks when you hit it, calculators, a book, Madagascar DVD, a leather bound notebook, and a bunch of pens.

Ahhh, This is the Life!

The conference ended at noon today. Which means that I have exactly 24 hours to do as I’d like here at the resort. After spending 2 hours reading my complimentary copy of USA today, sipping on an ice cold Corona and occasionally cooling myself off by taking a dip in one of the 5 pools, I decided to pick myself up some sushi and a Mocha Frappaccino. Then head back to my room to sit on the balcony overlooking the pool and eat drink and be merry. I’m so relaxed. It’s fabulous. The only thing that could make this better would be. A. To have my man here. (I’d really like to take a gondola ride around the resort/golf course, but no one to do it with. Plus, I have this king sized bed I’d like to have my way with him on.) and B. To not have this cold that keeps me breathing out of my mouth, blowing my nose, and not able to taste the fabulous food to it’s fullest.

Well, I better go. There is a $10 bottle of Cuervo Margarita in my mini bar that is calling to me. I think I’ll finish that off, then take a walk around the golf course. Or maybe I’ll take a nap, then finish off that bottle, then walk around the golf course, then come back and order room service for dinner. Then maybe head down to one of the two hot tubs and have another drink.

Did I mention the mountains are beautiful from my balcony? I’ll post pictures later, but I doubt they will do any justice to how beautiful this place really is right now.

Monday

I am currently sitting in sunny californ-I-A where the current evening temperature is a warm 70 degress. Woo hoo! God I love the sun! I think the high in that shithole state that I live was nego 3. I shouldn't be to hard on the state. After all, it is very comfortable and beautiful in the summer. For about 3 months.... (Chanting, I love DJ, I love DJ, I love DJ...)

I came down with my co-worker's cold. So Saturday and Sunday I tried to take it easy to sort of delay the terrible. Today's 5 hours of plane rides really didn't help me. My ears were about to explode on the decent into Palm Springs. But it was all worth it when I stepped out of the tiny plane onto the tarmack, and walked myself into the airport. The hallways to the terminals have no roof. Of course, in the land of the sun they don't need roofs.

In case you're all wondering. I think Jax is going to make it. She started pooping for real yesterday. And eating on her own. Which makes me very happy because I know DJ was not looking forward to having to force feed her baby food. I tried to be like Tom Sawyer and make it look like oodles of fun. But sadly, I don't think my husband is as gullible as ole Huck Fin. Saturday night I set the baby food down on the floor and she started eating it out of the bowl. I was like, "WHAT!? YOU mean to tell ME that I might not have had to CRAM this crap down you, and fight with you for the past week?!" I was not too happy because I have gotten a lot of my favorite cloths full of orange colored baby food, and have been smelling baby food wherever I go for days now. So instead of pumping it down her throat, I put it in a bowl, and left in her cage over night. In the morning the bowl was licked clean. Go figure!

I think I'm going to head to bead early tonight. Hopefully my nose won't be as red as rudolf's in the morning. I'm so tired of sneezing and blowign my nose!

Back to the Grind

I came into the office today at nine instead of my usual seven-thirty. Here is what I found on my desk. 1 chocolate piece of candy, 1 scored test (65%-pretty shitty I know), 1 medium sized box, a five dollar bill. Which one do you think I picked up first? If you guessed the medium sized box, you'd be correct! It was from a vendor, and I love gifts from vendors. So far I've gathered a large stuffed frog that says "Did It, Dit It" instead of "Ribbit", a plastic treasure chest with key that holds a treasure map, a squishy shopping cart thing, some blue goo that is similar to silly putty, a squishy cactus, a little rainbow slinky, and some "gold nugget" chewing gum that I have next to my "Texas" frame of me and DJ in the blue bonnets (Our engagement photo).
So I open the box. It's a good one. It's a miniature shopping cart, and some sticky notes with the companies logo on it. The wheels actually more, so I can roll it across my desk if I wanted to. OK. I did. I totally want to pull out my Barbies tonight and play "grocery shopping" with her.

Then I pop the candy in my mouth, put the $5 in my purse (this is from my colleague from this weekend. He didn't carry any cash on him, didn't have his debit card, hotel wouldn't cash his check. When the hotel finally cashed his check, he must not have thought to ask for smaller bills so I wound up tipping the bell hops and the taxi driver.), and kick on my hard drive. While I'm waiting for that to boot up, I look at my test results. Apparently the 70% I thought I had to have to pass, was wrong, because not it's telling me I have to have an 80% to pass. What happens if I don't pass? I don't know. Maybe they fire me and I have to go raise chickens. My 65% brings me down to an average of 74% So I guess I have to really care about these next two tests. They actually are taken together which I think really stinks. Why even have a fourth test before the final? Just put them all in one. Whatever. The whole thing is annoying.

Some of you may have noticed one of my tags for this post is, "Announcements, Funerals, Death". Here it is. I got home from the airport last night and called my hubby. He informed me that his father's sister had passed away in the morning. They are planning the funeral for tomorrow. This will make the 4th funeral ever that I have been to. Marrying DJ is totally going to sway my funeral attendance count because all his relatives (aunts, uncles, and other) are already in the 70's and older. He probably attends two a year on average. My boss was totally cool about it. Bereavement isn't allowed for "aunts and uncles" and I have no vacation time. She told me just to take the day off, it was OK with her. So sweet. I get to attend a funeral tomorrow.

One more announcement. I added a new feature to my right sidebar. You can now read past blogs by tag category rather than selecting the past month. You can still go by past months too. That's just been shifted down farther under the tag category listings.

Airport Sitting

I am now sitting in the Orlando Airport. I had loads of fun last night. We went to some night club that was totally on the house. Food, drinks, Blues Brother's Review. It was great. Did I mention free food and drinks? Did I also mention that there a quite a few hotties using the software that we're seminaring on. Mmmm mmm good. So my co-worker crapped out early on me. I was left to socialize by myself. I didn't mind though. He and I are different personalities, and I wanted to have fun. One hottie boom body was this guy from Spain. (Not Mexico, spain people) His accent. Oh! I melt! His scent. Mmmmmmmmm. His well dressed body. Husband who? he he he. No, I love my man, but ain't no shame in enjoying your eye candy! I wound up having a blast with a bunch of strangers. We left the club around 10:30, and then 3 of us headed for the hotel lobby bar. We shut that down at 1:30. Some tid bits about one of the guys I was hanging out with. He's in a band. (Hey Blac, you listening?) His band, just opened for Bon Jovi while they were in Tampa. I didn't believe him at first, and in typical kb fashion, I told him "Yeah? And my brother is Steven Tyler." But turns out, another girl had her palm pilot on her, and sure enough, his band is legit. And they really did open for Bon Jovi. He says Jons hands are softer than any softness you could ever imagine. Interesting...

So, I'm going to exclude the public complaints about my trip. But those of you who know my email, I'm sure you'll find out what those are sooner or later. Most likely sooner. I can't wait to get on the plane and sleep. I'm totally exhausted, and dehydrated. Tootles.

Lobby Sitting

I'm now sitting in the lobby of the Peabody listening to their Pianist play in the lobby. Cool that they have wireless internet working in the lobby. It's actually part of their business package deal. Regulars only have wireless available to them in their rooms. Poor saps. I totally love business travel. I didn't think I would too much. Sitting in a convention all day dealing with so many people trying to push their product on you. But that's not too bad either. Oh my! I think I've grown up! I just ordered a Colorado Bull Dog. My friend Blac mentioned that drink when I met up with her last weekend. So I'm having one in her honor! My toast, "To her INfertility". Tee Hee. I'm just teasing. Have as many kids as you want. . .

I didn't do too much "Kai style" exploring as planned. I ate at the fancy hotel steak house called Capriccio. Oh my, that steak was so fabulous. I was sad when it was all gone. I had dinner with my collegue, and when he tired, and went to bed. So then I walked up and down the strip for a bit. Another fun perk of this hotel, is that they give you complimentary I-Ride passes, which basically is the bus system up and down the strip. So now I have a booklet of all the places it takes you. Hmm... I see outlet malls on here, I see nightlife bars on here, I see casinos on here. . . Tomorrow night we are being treated to a Blues Brother's show. That should be fun. So, I'm either going to have to skip out of the last hour of lectures tomorrow, or skip some on Wednesday so I can venture out. Would that be bad? I'd be here for most of the lectures. That's totally enough. Most is close enough to all. Right?

So there are a lot of business men around the bar. Some are pretty hot. I met the keynote speaker for tomorrow in the elevator. His kids were stuck on some ride at Sea World today. I think they will forever have memories of their vacation here.

And time.... goes by.... so slowly...... Are you still miiiiiiiinE!? I need your love. I need your love. OK. This piano guy is getting to me. I better finish what I'm doing and head up to my room before I start having fantasy dreams about Barry Manilo. (Sorry gay readers, I know how you love you some Barry.)

Out of Office Reply

I don't believe me OOR works most of the time. So in case any of those I hold important to me don't know, I'll be out of the office from Monday-Wednesday of this week. I'm in Orlando for buisness. I'm planning on making a post later tonight while sitting poolside in the moonlight.

Talk to you later. Here's some info on my hotel.
Peabody Orlando

It's the one with the Mallard Ducks in it. I have yet to find them though. That's on my agenda for tonight. I also have trolley passes to take me up and down the strip (aka International Drive). So I'll be exploring Kai style tonight.

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