We were in Los Angeles at a big home and gift show. These ladies are all part of a very successful business that I am getting ready to expand into Denver, so we were looking and buying, and finding wonderful gifts and decorating items. We shopped, we ran around, and we laughed like crazy people for the duration.
I’d thought I’d just do a quick post every day, and not even mention that I was out of town, but there was no time. Absolutely NO TIME. Sorry about disappearing without warning.
We got to see some interesting things, though. Like this:
Apparently there are people in the world who think a fuzzy Jesus statue would make a perfect gift.
Incidentally? I am not one of them.
So originally I had thought I would write about our adventure trying to find the Outback Steakhouse. I mean, nothing says “carjack the clueless” like 6 white women in a mini-van trying to navigate through the tall buildings and one way streets of downtown LA. But I’ve spent way more time on that post than I usually do, and people … there is just no way to tell that story as funny as it was. And if you were one of the 6 people there, and you disagree, well, heck, you write it up and I will link you or completely reprint your version right here.
Suffice it to say that it involved a minivan, a very competent driver named Tami, a semi-competent GPS named Lola, and driving in circles around the freeways of downtown LA with 6 very tired and hungry women, who pretty much could not stop laughing long enough to hear the GPS giving directions. Incorrect directions, I might add.
At the same time Lola was (not) taking us to the Outback, my sister and I were trying to teach my mom and cousin how to use the predictive text feature on their cell phones.
Which as you might guess, lead us to some pretty interesting text messages. I have one right here from Laura, who knows how I feel about the word hysterical, and thought she’d be a comedienne and send a little message telling me what she thought of our situation. Weren’t we all surprised when her new predictive text skills helped her send the message:
Randi – this is girltesticl
Oh, we eventually made it to the Outback IN BURBANK , because we are determined women, and we decided NOT to let that Lola have the last word. After listening to her give directions for an hour and a half, we finally turned her OFF, and Tami called her husband 1000 miles away for some real directions. He did get us there, but only because he is a very very patient man!
Snaps for Tami’s husband!!
Yesterday I had another LAX airport horror story. Which I will spare you here. I’ll just say that I got to the airport at 2:30 pm yesterday and finally arrived home at 1 am this morning. So I will be spending the rest of today relaxing and watching the Amazing Race with my family. Tomorrow is another day.