Monday, September 26, 2005

Cha Chings and Ding-A-Lings

The weekend was about celebrating my Auntie Linda’s birthday, so we did. We had a little party in the VIP room of Resorts Casino in Tunica, Mississippi and watched the Arkansas/Alabama football game. Well, some of the Party Hags watched. I pretended to watch and be interested so that I could continue to eat cake. I would feign interest in just about anything for cake. I gave Auntie a flashing-lights tiara and matching plastic beads and she loved them. Best $1.99 I’ve every spent. Carol, one of Auntie’s Entourage, told me that she wore the tiara until she went to bed on Sunday morning at 8:00. I personally think she actually slept in it, because I never saw her without it. She is such a diva.

Every time my mom got up from the group, whether we were lounging or eating, she would say, “Watch my purse, I’ll be right back.” This tickled us, being the mature women we are, and we began hiding her purse so that she’d freak out. When we got bored with that, we’d place her purse in the center of the table and just stare at it. She told us to watch it, so we would.

Mona brought her parents along and they dined with us on Saturday night. We had a great Italian meal and good wine and we really enjoyed ourselves. Of course, I dropped pasta on my shirt, my left boob to be exact. Everyone would have been disappointed if I hadn’t, since I do that everytime I eat. So, while I was wiping off my shirt, Willard, Mona’s eighty-one-year-old father, said “It always lands on what is sticking out the furthest.” No matter how old, they are still men.

How was the gambling? Well, I am happy to report that I more that broke even. That’s a successful gambling trip for me and I left the casinos feeling very pleased. (And full of cake and also with a bunch of new jokes about how stupid men are.)

So, Auntie, thanks for inviting me to celebrate with you. It was really fun and fattening and sinful and decadent and I can’t wait until next year!!!

5 comments:

Amanda Sue said...

fun! i'm with you on the food-on-the-boob thing. i need to wear a bib, but i fear the looks of other people who have good motor control...

:)

quycksilver said...

I totally wear whatever I eat to. How horrified was I to find out saturday AM on my way to the hair salon that I had spilled red wine on my shirt the night before and totally not noticed when I decided to recycle? Actually not all that horrified because I find stuff like that out all the time when it is too late to go back and change, so I've had to get over myself . . . (at least in that particular arena!)

Angela in Europe said...

I am so jealous! I wanna come next year.....

irene said...

oh what a fun weekend you had!!! I'm so envious!!! not about the trip but about the boobs!!! I always drop pasta on my belly!!! so glad you had a GREAT time with your family.

Elaine said...

YAY for crazy casino fun!

Somehow the universe always arranges it so that I am wearing a white shirt when there is pasta to eat. Freaking universe.

Glad you had a blast!