part 2 of wedding weekend actually happened after the wedding was over. now, i'm a fat kid at heart, in reality, whatever and i love food. my week revolves around when and where my next meal is coming from. i don't work out for any other reason than to be able to eat. with that being said...
June, her husband Mike, myself and RB decided since we needed to spend only one night in the hotel that Jan got married in, we would just split the cost of a room. it made sense. so Mike booked the room. obviously we were at a friends wedding and drank, Mike and June a little more than RB and myself, so when we arrived at our room we changed our jammies and headed to bed.
as much as i want to get into it we had a lot of laughs simply taking our hair out. June and i had so much hairspray and hairpins in our god awful hairstyles- please, these hairstyles were TERRIBLE- fucking horrible comes to mind. June's was by far worse than mine. when it was all out, we almost peed ourselves laughing. Mike and RB decided to wear the robes provided by the hotel. they both looked ridiculous because they were too small, and the boys left on their black dress socks, making them look even more ridiculous. while all of this was happening RB was suffering from shortness of breath and asthma attacks. i kept telling him to relax he was crazy.
we all became hungry but we are in Maine- what's open? DOMINOES! CHEEZY-BREAD! and PIZZA!! we called and asked for delivery. while lying in bed watching t.v., June began chanting, "cheez-y bread, cheez-y bread!" she became psychotic. the cheezy bread chant lasted a long time, and at one point became unrecognizable, it was just slurred words within laughter. we were seriously starved. we realized that over the craziness of the last few days we barely ate, and with the drinking we became so hungry that the sound of delivery crappy pizza and bread with fake cheese was mouth watering. we couldn't take it. the delivery was taking sooo long.
finally it arrived. we were so relieved and happy. we scoffed down an entire pizza pie, and 2 orders of cheezy-bread. RB continued to have asthma attacks, and chest pains.
the next morning after breakfast, a few bows at the porcelain gods, RB and Mike went to check out of the hotel. turns out, Mike booked us in an animal, (pets, dogs and cats), friendly part of the hotel, which explains RB's asthma attacks, chest pains and difficulty breathing. Mike still feels bad about it, but how was he supposed to know that RB is deathly allergic?
to this day we laugh about the cheezy bread incident, the hair, and of course the bath robes. maybe we are the only ones that find this story hysterical; which is quite possible and totally fine, because i am absolutely positive that every last one of you have a story similar to this one that each and every one of you think is hysterical. the 4 of us will always think this one is hands down awesome; every time i see a dominoes ad, or a cheezy bread commercial i'll always think of June with her crazy hungry eyes, wicked crazy old lady hairspray hair, Mike and RB in a robe.
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