Thursday, July 30, 2009

My Vacation....by Brandy Rowell

After a spring of non stop events my poor tired Jew’d out body needed a vacation. So I took 10 days and married it to the July 4th holiday, packed up the pooch and went to Knoxville, TN for a little R&R, or so I thought.

An average day at Camp Wells started with reveille at 7:30 each morning. “Brrrraaannnddy,” would trip down the stairs jarring me from my slumber & calling me to a light breakfast. After starting our metabolisms we headed to the YMCA (in the South they still think the C stands for Christ, don’t tell anyone at the 92nd St.Y) where we burned the jelly and prayed for death at least for the first few days. Surprisingly muscle memory does kick in after the pain subsides. We’d come home, wash our bits and have lunch, then set out on the town in search of bargains and groceries.

On Tuesday you get an extra senior citizen 15% off at Kohl’s so we hit them up for bras. I got 9 new bras!!! After my old ones had been through the wringer literally, I had forgotten that a new bra feels like a hug that doesn’t end. Ahhhhhh happy ta-ta’s so good.

On Wednesday afternoons we pillaged Kroger’s on Senior Citizens Day getting an extra 10% off. Plus there were samples everywhere in the store, who needs to buy groceries? You can just eat until you’re full and go home. Plus I was shocked at how cheap everything is; you forget that there are some perks to living in suburbia.

We spent an afternoon at Hammer’s which is southern for Super White Trash Dollar Store. They have everything and anything: jelly in a jar for $1.29, rugs, farm equipment, & marked down clothing. I got 3 Ralph Lauren shirts for work for $2.88 each. Really? Not to mention my, “Got Jesus?” t-shirt, it was $3.88 you know because of the lord, he needed a tithe. Christians are everywhere in the south and it freaks my freak. We passed one church whose message board said, “Got Jesus? Stop, drop and roll won’t help you in hell.” Well I’m glad I got the t-shirt just in case.

In the late afternoons we’d head off to water aerobics at the Fulwider’s pool. For an hour we’d tread water, use water weights and I’d make jokes. Who knew I was even more hilarious partially submerged with a Lycra wedgie.

We also had a lady day to go and have our hair done at Mrs. Karen’s Hair Design, which is a home salon kinda like in Steel Magnolias only on mescaline. Karen wanted to call it Curled Up & Dyed, but the hubby put his foot down against it. Well, Mrs. Karen was a treat, I don’t think I’ve ever had so much fun getting my hairs cut and waxed. We laughed so hard I was sure one of us would take a scissor to an ear but we emerged unscathed and beautiful! Truly the best hair cut I’ve ever had….and the comedy I squeezed outta Mrs. Karen is going to make me a star darlin!!!

HAIR CUTS!!!

My favorite lunch time adventure we went to The Golden Girls Restaurant. Seriously this place was in K-Town way before there was a Blanche, Sophia, Rose or Dorothy. This log cabin of a shack which has been there since god was a boy, even though it is their second location, serves a “broasted” chicken, which is the most delicious “fried” chicken I’ve ever had in my young life and I’ve had my fair share of fried chicken just ask Col. Sanders. This was beyond!! Magic god fearing fairies must make this with tiny angelic wings. Plus the giant Velvis (Velvet Painting of Elvis) that greets you isn’t too be missed either.

We also went to Litton's with the Huskey's who I adore and am so glad they got a chance to see me again!!! hahaha

You know you're in the south when there's Mayo on the table next to the Splenda!

Then there was the evening we went out to see the Harding’s new house, dare I say Plantation. An enormous dwelling on the lake, the movie room alone made me want to move in, and I made it clear to them that I was still up for adoption. We took a little journey on the lake in their nifty boat, which suddenly I found myself driving.

I was scared to death but I do answer to Capt. B now, so permission to come abroad is granted!!

Camp Wells Head Counselor Vicki Wells, put together a party for us. Celebrating LB’s casting in Spider Man: Turn Off the Dark coming to Broadway this season. It was a great gathering of K-Town’s finest and we ate and rank ourselves silly. Plus I got a watch, from the amazing Sandy Rea, who also was kind enough to stitch my britches, god bless her heart!

We also pillaged her garden for tasty treats while she was out of town. We actually picked food out of the ground and ate it that very night. Fascinating!!


LB you should really wash that first....

The Wells Women have great glutes!!

Maybe I should try food styling for film & television, that looks good enough to eat.

14 days of Camp Wells seemed to fly by in two. We bought so much clothing, food & toys that we didn’t know if we were going to get it all back in the Ford Focus we drove down. Picking up the return car, Ms. Tammy at the Hertz rental desk was beyond friendly at 7:30am. We told her all about our trip and she suggested that they might have a mid-sized SUV available and would we like to go out and see if it would do. Why yes!! It will do just perfect thank-you Tammy. Did I also mention that Tammy got us the SUV for $63. Yeah that’s right renting a car in NYC is bull-sh*t!!!

Master packer LB stuffed all our crap into our carriage.


And off we went…..back to the Big Old City….
First Shift Navigator....

First Shift Driver....

12hours of open road!!!

At Camp Wells, I got my work out mojo back in swing!! (Thank you Mother Wells, YMCA & Gail’s Water Aerobic Palace) We ate amazing food. Laughed A LOT and I think it all mended my tired spirit. When I got back to work everyone loved the new hair & clothes, but mostly they said I was all lit up inside. Glowing. I’m a little glow worm, thanks for making me glimmer K-Town!! See ya’ll soon! Much love!!!
xoxo

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

My Vacation....by Kayla Rowell

For months my keeper, that nice, plump lady that brings me food and picks up my poop (why she does that I don’t know) has been promising me a trip outside the city. My days of internment number at last count 714 but it could be off by a few as I have no idea what math is.

June 24th – I was told to get in the car. The nice redheaded lady that comes by the treehouse whose name is either Julia or Hoolia joined the hairy man named Jake and my keeper and we all went to a land named New Jersey. To my shock it was only a day trip for dinner and a nice roll around on a rug that I marked deeply with my scent. I smell good so I like to leave it where ever I can.
Here is a picture on me in the car…I look good.

June 26th – I was told to get in the car. This time it was Olivia & Todd who I remembered from Harlem they have a giant dog, Buddy that scares the crap outta me but the keeper said we were having a sleep over in New Jersey only in a place called Bayonne. How big is this New Jersey? Here I am in the car. I love a car ride.

We had a great meal in Bayonne and then the next day we went for a walk to the water. Buddy’s not so bad. I think we can be friends as long as he respects my personal space.

On the trip back to the treehouse we got to see Rainbows. Which was perfect because it was time for the festival called Pride, which the keeper usually enjoys a bit too much, but this year she kept in on the down low and spent it with me. I liked that a lot.




July 2 – The one called LB came over with some bags. She smells nice. She brought my boyfriend Chesney with her. After my usual announcement that he is NOT allowed to touch any of my things, or eat my food I licked his peter and we went about our night. Something is up though. LB and the keeper, mentioned car, dirty laundry, Camp Wells & a sheet for the back seat. Clearly we are going to leave the city. At last!!! But I can’t get my hopes up, I have been disappointed before.

July 5th – LB and Chesney are still here but we haven’t gone anywhere. WTF???


July 6th 6:30a.m. – The keeper got up soooo early and walked me, I immediately started looking for my escape vehicle. Not taking any chances of getting left behind I tried to get into every car whose door was open but the keeper kept saying, “No not yet” what the hell is yet??

After a brief period of lying around, the keeper got up and put me and Chesney in the bathroom. DEAR GOD NO!!! We’re being left, I just know it. Damn the keeper!!! I heard from beyond the door movement and I could smell the dirty laundry leaving the apt. Please come back to get us, please come back to get us!!!

Huzzah she came back for us!!! I’m in the car and have to share the back seat with Chesney….he smells awful but if this means I get to run and be free by god I will make do.


July 6th – 5p.m. GET ME OUT OF THIS CAR!!!

July 6th – 9p.m. Sweet lord we are finally here in Knoxville, TN. I’ve been here before but everytime is so exciting. I must run into every room and make sure it’s not a dream. The stairs are my favorite after a few days of running up and down them my ass will be tight as a drum.


July 9th – We’ve been here a few days and I can already feel the knots in my back relaxing. I don’t have to a wear my leash AT ALL, and I go out everytime this tiny beep-beep happens it’s amazing. I’m alerted to run outside on the deck and chase squirrels and chipmunks. Kenny & Chesney race me to see who can get out the door first I win most of the time. Then the nice Santa Man gives me a treat if I pee. He’s so nice. I wait like a good girl and then take a nap in front of the couch next to the tall really skinny lady, who I think I have finally won over. Ahhhhhh….I wonder what the poor people are doing.


July 13th – Keeper has said that we are getting ready to leave. Frankly I’m not going anywhere.

July 15th – Keeper has packed up all her purchases and is making me get in the car. It’s a much bigger car and I do get the back seat to myself.


July 15th 3p.m. – This sucks. I can’t believe I have to go back so soon. Chesney got to stay. I must have done something bad. Keeper gave me some jerky though so I guess vacation is just over. Wake me when we’re home.


THE END....

PS- I got to go to the dog park the day after we got home. I'm still mad but this is nice, keeper tries hard and I do love her.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Please stand by....

Clearly I need to blog. I've had vacation adventures that need retelling...coming soon!!