I recently went on a trip with my twin sister and
two of my best friends to spend time with another of our friends at her condo
in West Palm Beach. We had the car
loaded down with suitcases containing clothes for all occasions, shoes, hair
products, and every cosmetic known to man.
The road trip alone was so much fun. We laughed and sang as loud as we could along
with the radio, and we told lots of stories that began with remember when….
When we arrived at the Condo, the concierge (my
friend lives fancy) came out with a rolling cart for our luggage and we were
still singing and laughing. That night we all hugged, laughed, and remembered
more, and then we paired up for bed and called it a night.
We spent the next few days entertaining ourselves
and doing whatever our spirits moved us to do.
We ate great food in nice restaurants and we shopped from City Walk to
Worth Avenue.
While at City Walk, in an absolutely adorable candy shop, my twin sister stopped suddenly and began a Temptations style dance routine because My Girl was playing. I mean she was taking it around town, finger snapping and all... Oh yes…video taken and posted.
While at City Walk, in an absolutely adorable candy shop, my twin sister stopped suddenly and began a Temptations style dance routine because My Girl was playing. I mean she was taking it around town, finger snapping and all... Oh yes…video taken and posted.
We also made time for water fun and games. Our trips to the
beach were pretty much uneventful, unless you count the fact that on our way
home we recorded ourselves singing Redneck Crazy “Wide open”, as my Daddy would
say. Video taken, and posted.
As luck would have it, there is a hot tub and huge
pool at my friends condo, which couldn’t go unvisited.
We pretty much behaved ourselves in the hot
tub. I’d call our time spent there group
therapy. We talked about our relationships,
our children, and life in general. We of
course got nothing sorted out, but we felt better for having talked about it. Truthfully, all I probably managed to do was confirm that I'm 3 bales of crazy.
Our time spent at the pool was a bit more
entertaining. I was sitting in my chair
catching a few rays, when I noticed three of my friends out in the center of
the pool having what looked like a rehearsal of sorts. I lowered my sunglasses
and upon closer inspection I was able to ascertain that they were in fact choreographing moves for what appeared to be a dance...
As the scene unfolded It became clear to me that they had decided to go all Esther Williams on the situation and perform a synchronized swimming act. I have never seen so much arm waving and feet kicking in my life They were circling and moving there heads this way and that...All they needed were swim caps and matching suits... Don’t you just know what I had to do…Yep…video taken and posted.
We were sitting around one evening putting on enough
makeup to make Dolly Parton proud when we came up with the idea to gamble. Hollywood, Florida... Hard Rock Casino.. Let’s hit
it… Money was lost and money was won and we had yet again another great
evening.
During that week we shared clothes, accessories, Makeup,
and laughs. With the all the fixing up
and sharing of rooms we all saw each other in our birthday suits at one time or
the other, which prompted discussions about body image and all that entails.
I had a
wonderful time that week and was reminded how very important those friendships
are to me. I love you all my dear sweet
friends, and I hope that we find ourselves on a beach somewhere together again
real soon…So work on your routines and charge your phones for video taping….I
might call any day now and say “Road trip Ladies... It's go time!"
You are all forever in my heart…
3 comments:
I had a blast being one of those ladies on that trip and I look forward to the next one. Love all of you! Life is too short so lets all live for today :)
What a great post!
Only a good friend lets you "feel her up" purely for practical reasons... LOL...!
Florida hugs,
Becca
Crack up Becca!! So true!!
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