Well another Christmas season is here
and that can only mean one thing, another full out assault on my Visa
card from our beloved Kelsey.
The week started out innocent enough
as cold weather here in Florida kept everyone pretty well cooped up.
The cold weather kind of cramped everybody's desire to shop so
things were going pretty good. We did manage to get an air-boat trip
in and thoroughly enjoyed the tour of the local wildlife refuge.
After the tour we dined at the Crab House and enjoyed watching the
activity on monkey island while we ate.
Then things took a turn for the worse.
We took off for Disney to see Cirque du Soleil at Downtown Disney. I
thought it would be a good idea to stay at a Disney hotel and let
them do the driving so we we stayed at the All Star Movies resort. A
pretty good idea if I do say so myself. I did however forget that the
room key is also a charge card. Kelsey of course was well aware of
this.
The first night wasn't too bad and we
had a great dinner at Portobello's in Downtown Disney. The appetizer,
baked sliced portobello mushroom on a bed of polenta was awesome. We
did a little shopping that night but so far so good.
The next day we again took off for
Downtown Disney to finish our shopping and make dinner reservations. As I was strolling along Kelsey yelled words no
man ever wants top hear “Vera Bradly”. Now the serious pain was
beginning. You can almost buy a car for what they get for a purse.
Fortunately they didn't have a full sized purse that Kelsey liked so
she settle on a little wallet looking thingy. That was the shot over
the bow for my poor old Visa card. After that it just didn't stop.
That night we went to Cirque Du Soleil
and really enjoyed the show. If you get anywhere near Orlando put
this show on your agenda. Awesome stuff. After the show it was time
for dinner. This time we choose Raglan Road (Irish food) in Downtown
Disney. Once again the food was truly outstanding. Kelsey says her
new favorite desert is bread pudding and yes it was that good. By
this time my Visa was gasping for breath and I wasn't sure it was
going to survive.
To make things even worse at the
resort we decided to check out the arcade room. BIG MISTAKE. I used
to be good at that stuff but Kelsey absolutely kicked my butt at
everything, even air hockey. I used to dominate an air hockey table. I even shifted to Nascar racing and of course she proceeded to kick my butt four times in a row.
Guess it’s time to start looking for my old folks home, the end
must be near.
She heads home tomorrow and we will
certainly miss her but my Visa card will once again be safe. Just
think, in a couple of years we can start this all over again with
baby Ella.
As the "Grandad-with-the Visa" you are suspose to PREPLAN your travels, that way you could have steered clear of the Vera Bradley Botique... less pain in the wallet, that way.. just saying...
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