Today is Tuesday. YES! Of course. It’s also Election Day, and I’m hoping to head to the polls tonight with my husband and daughter (don’t worry, I will). I’ve already received two texts from the current mayor asking what time I’m going and urging me not to forget (I won’t). I checked the hours and I’ve got till 8PM (please stop texting). SO I’D BETTER WRITE QUICK.
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Roadtrip Hotlanta: Day Two- Atlantic City
Longtime readers of this blog know all about my love affair w Atlantic City. But for the less familiar, AC and I have HISTORY — and I was ready to make more.
Weekend w/ Mommy part two
It’s hard to top the March Madness that was Weekend w/ Mommy (part one), but we were willing to try. That’s right everyone, my Mommy is HERE. IN PHILLY. RIGHT NOW AS I TYPE!!! take THAT, Atlanta.
Saturday night. The Borgata. After the buffet, a decent $5 chardonnay and 2 cloyingly sweet but free white wines, here were the totals. Me $161.50. NOT TOO SHABBY. John $69. WOOHOO. My mom: HAD FUN ANYWAY. And we’ll leave it at that.
Sunday. Peddler’s Village. Brunch @ the Cock n’ Bull. The corn pudding was excellent and the petit fours a dream. Post meal roundup: Me, Mommy, Maddie & Georgia, ALL OKAY. John: NOT. B/c John got food poisoning and spent the car ride home vomiting into a shopping bag.
Afterward, John & I went to the Eagles game. YES MY HUSBAND IS A TROOPER. And thank Goodness. B/c the game was AMAZING. Except that this was my view.
And this was John’s.
Yes, that is a security guard sitting on my husband’s lap.
Although my husband put a brave face on things, by the end of the game it had gotten OLD. When we complained, we were cursed out by the higher-up security guards on the field – the one even threatened to beat the hell out of John.
On a good note, I was not sat upon. And after the game, David Akers threw his wristband to ME! And I also caught Deshawn Jackson’s sweaty towel. Both of which I immediately put on. ANd even though everyone around me said EWWWwWWwWwW. I said AHHHhhHHHHHHhHHHH.