Two HotT College Chicks and a Cowboy Take on the World

[Minnie_Moo]

Jumpin' on board late-ish as usual, E - dang job!

Oh my, school starts early in your neck of the woods. Not until after Labor Day here it the mitten state. Not that I have school-aged kiddos . . .

regarding the possible Magnificent Seven!

Very nice to meet you, PJ.

Excellent start to your trippie, hotTies!!!

 

[GoofyDad869]

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wheeze
"I'm watchin' ya, Wazowski... Always watchin'..."
/wheeze

 

[RobInBigKC]

wheeze
"I'm watchin' ya, Wazowski... Always watchin'..."
/wheeze

Hmmm, this brings up an interesting thought that I've never pondered before -- which trollop looks more like Mike Wazowski? PJ or Nursebabe? Hmmm...

-- Rob

 

[UtahMama]

So??? You've got all the DIS dudes expecting to see Hot Chicks...Elisabeth!!! I'm predicting ALL the DisDudes will be lured in with your title!

 

[PrincessJasmine08]

OK, I need to subscibe to this!!
I was there Aug. 3rd-6th.
Can you say HOT!!!!!

I can say hot! AND I can say hotT. You're right. It was ridiculous. And now while y'all have gone home to your normal climates I am still here where it's "hot enough to roast chicken" as Mr. Trollop said.

Nice to meet you P.J. that is easier to remember. Everyone should have imaginary friends don't you know.

Well, I think so, but my family members strongly disagree. Maybe if I had them read this they would see just how normal we all are.

scintillating

Someone tell me what this means. I should have added that to my introduction: I need many things explained to me often and I haven't seen any movies.

whatever helps ya sleep at night.

You better watch what you're saying because I am going to totally take you out at the Red's game in a couple weeks. I will spare no Jr. Trollops either.

Yes, I'm very interested on hearing your take and Hollywood's on the first moment of meeting. We were soooooo not creepy, right? RIGHT?!?!?

Ma'am yes ma'am!! I mean, Holllywood didn't insist on coming with me to pick you up or anything....

p.s. Just to...well, ahem, clarify. PJ: Did you ever think I might be saying "I need to clarify" just to get on your nerves just a smidge? Not that I would EVER be snarky like that?

I thought you were soooooo nice.

I neglected to say Hi to PJ

Nice to meet ya! Any friend of babycow is a friend of mine!

Hi! Are all you people from the same thread? I can't believe Elis has this many friends. I'm telling y'all, she's just fooling you, you don't want to be her friend in real life. Talk about a freak!

PJ, nice to meetcha. Sorry you'll be gone before we get there. Don't let BN skip over the monkey story.

Nice to meet you too! We are fo sho not skipping over the monkey story because seriously if I just think about it right now I am cracking up. It was one of my favorite memories of the trip. Probably it won't be as funny in writing but it was freaking hilarious.

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wheeze
"I'm watchin' ya, Wazowski... Always watchin'..."
/wheeze

Good to see ya!

Very nice to meet you, PJ.

Excellent start to your trippie, hotTies!!!

Nice to meet you too! I think I've heard about you from Elisabeth. Not sayin if that's a good thing or a bad thing...

So??? You've got all the DIS dudes expecting to see Hot Chicks...Elisabeth!!! I'm predicting ALL the DisDudes will be lured in with your title!

And they won't be disappointed...she's HOTT!

 

[babynurse1]

Jumpin' on board late-ish as usual, E - dang job!

Better late than never, right Moo? p.s. Peej, if you need an education, here's the lady to see.

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"I'm watchin' ya, Wazowski... Always watchin'..."
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Ok, that's not creepy at all GoDaddy. Yup, he's soooooo not normal.

p.s. I promise to make you and your family quite sane in your guest appearance. Wait. scratch that. delete. I promise to make your wife and children quite sane in their guest appearance. bahaha!

Hmmm, this brings up an interesting thought that I've never pondered before -- which trollop looks more like Mike Wazowski? PJ or Nursebabe?

NEITHER!

So??? You've got all the DIS dudes expecting to see Hot Chicks...Elisabeth!!! I'm predicting ALL the DisDudes will be lured in with your title!

See, now y'all are making me nervous. Cuz I'm not a hotT college chick, but I sure as heck can pretend to be. Perhaps the pictures should be put on hold?

1.I can say hot! AND I can say hotT. You're right. It was ridiculous. And now while y'all have gone home to your normal climates I am still here where it's "hot enough to roast chicken" as Mr. Trollop said.



2. Someone tell me what this means. I should have added that to my introduction: I need many things explained to me often and I haven't seen any movies.


3. You better watch what you're saying because I am going to totally take you out at the Red's game in a couple weeks. I will spare no Jr. Trollops either.


4. Ma'am yes ma'am!! I mean, Holllywood didn't insist on coming with me to pick you up or anything....


5. I thought you were soooooo nice.


6. Hi! Are all you people from the same thread? I can't believe Elis has this many friends. I'm telling y'all, she's just fooling you, you don't want to be her friend in real life. Talk about a freak!


7. Nice to meet you too! We are fo sho not skipping over the monkey story because seriously if I just think about it right now I am cracking up. It was one of my favorite memories of the trip. Probably it won't be as funny in writing but it was freaking hilarious.



8. Nice to meet you too! I think I've heard about you from Elisabeth. Not sayin if that's a good thing or a bad thing...


9. And they won't be disappointed...she's HOTT!

1. Did he really say that? I can't take him anywhere. Is it hot enough to roast a chicken wrap?

2. smile and nod sweetie.

3. My BIL thought he could take me out too. He was wrong. Dh tried to warn you.

4. The yes ma'am has a ring to it. You may continue to address me as such.

5. Right. I thought the same about you.

6. Maybe people love me in spite of my freakiness. And why can't you believe I have this many friends? I'm the best friend you could ever ask for. Loyal to a fault? Is there such a thing? I think not.

7. Yes, I'm thinking the monkey story will NOT translate into fits of hysterical laughter, but my ab muscles definitely got a workout that morning. I could not quit laughing. And just so you know Mr. Trollop thought we had truly lost it. I think maybe the heat got to us.

8. I told you about Moo? I only said what a wonderful, intelligent, and awesome person she was, right? Or are you getting confuzzled? Are you referring to my Border Collie molesting the neighbors cattle story?

9. Stop saying that!!! These people are expecting greatness now. I can't live with the pressure!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[babynurse1]

Since Peej, isn't here this morning, I decided to back track for just a moment.

August 1st

We inform the kids they will be staying with g-ma for the weekend. (dh's mom 1st, and then mine). Gleeful cheers arise from the boys tiny pristine throats.

Dd, the skeptic, looks at us suspiciously "Where you goin'?"

I reply "On a little hotel trip." (ds-6, the redhead, calls vacations hotel trips)

Ds-12, the thinker, looks at the skeptic. He gives me a questioning look. "Where's the hotel trip?"

Heh. "Florida."

Ds-8, the geographer, asks "Isn't Disney World in Florida?"

Heh. "yes"

Ds-12, the clarifying thinker (hmm, wonder where he gets that from) "are you going to Disney?"

gulp... "Maybe?"

Somebody shouts "WITHOUT US?"

I blurt out "We'll only be gone a few days. It will be hot. Soooo hot. And crowded. Sooooo crowded. It will be impossible to ride all the rides. I don't even know why we're going. I'llbringyoubackanythingyouwant, pleasedonthateme."

Dd replies "Can you bring me back Cpt. Jack?" A chip off the old block.

"Sweetie, if I knew where to find Cpt. Jack, I would not be a) going to WDW and b.) bringing him back to share with you." tee hee hee

I promised them the grandmas would spoil them rotten and that mommy guilt would guarantee more WDW souvenirs than they could ever imagine. Surprisingly, they were quite understanding.

 

[babynurse1]

August 2

Our flight leaves at 1:00. Mr. Trollop goes to the office for a few hours. I make sure everything is packed and ready to go and call g-ma to remind her that, ready or not, the baby trollops will be arriving shortly.

I hear a truck pull up in the drive. DANG IT. Our farrier is here. He's the guy who puts shoes on the horses. I forgot all about him. He needs a check. A big one. Ugh! I think I'm in the wrong profession. Ok kids, go out to the barn and berate Cowboy Troy for your now obsolete souvenir fund. Some women get a housekeeper, I get a farrier.

Dh arrives home. "Oh. Troy's here?"

Uh-uh. We're leaving. No chit chatting. We gotta go. It's late-ish. So we holler "We're leaving." to Troy and bid him adieu. Drop the kids at grandma's and head to the big city of Loo-Uh-Vull to catch our plane.

 

[babynurse1]

We had previously printed our security passes online and since we only had one carry-on (Whenever we fly, we ship our luggage directly to the hotel. So much faster and easier), we by-pass the long line and the check in counter.

We approach the security checkpoint. Things are going smoothly. Dh has a super duper security pass. For his job, he had to pass a stringent govt. background check. This is going to be a breeze. ha!

We get in the wrong line. The lady in front of us is from a middle Eastern country. She has a very small LOCKED suitcase. She won't UNlock it. Security is not pleased. They inform her that they need to break the lock. Now she is not pleased. She wants to know why they need to look in there.

Anyway, now security is perhaps a tad hypersensitive. MY carry-on looks "suspicious" in the X-ray machine. They tell me they need to open it. I look at "Girl With Locked Suitcase", and say "Of course you can open it. WE have nothing to hide" Goog thinking babynurse, tick her off before she gets on the plane.

Security man goes through my stuff. heh heh. He finds a small make- up bag and glances up at me. Was he looking for my "Oh crap, he discovered the secret compartment" face? not really sure. I just look back at him blankly, b/c really I got nothing to do but look at him blankly.

He opens up the make-up bag. He finds a bottle of perfume and lotion, and a bottle of hairspray. HAIRSPRAY? I did not put that in there. Grrrrr. The kids must have stuck it in there when we were on vacation in July.

Officer Thorough says "Are you aware of our ban on liquids?"

"Yes." I smile timidly. I glance at the perfume and lotion. Chanel #5. Cripes. They can't throw that out. It's not my favorite, but that stupid bottle of perfume and lotion probably costs more than this discounted Disney trip. @@

"You can just throw that hairspray out. It's fine." I'm trying to strike a Hairspray Goes, Perfume Stays bargain.

He looks at the perfume. Looks at me. Looks at the hairspray. Looks at me.

Times a wastin' here. So, I flash him my best "I'm not a terrorist" smile.

He puts the perfume and lotion back in the bag and says "Next time, don't bring these in your carry on." He tosses the hairspray into the trash. A little too loudly. A little too joyfully. But I thank him. And tell him I appreciate him doing his job.

We leave "Girl With Locked Suitcase" in the capable hands of hairspray confiscating security people and say a silent prayer that she's not heading to Orlando.

 

[babynurse1]

I know I'm a little long winded this morning. I promise to speed things up. But I had to include this story.


We finally board the plane. Get settled in. Ds-12 has packed me his Nintendo DS. What a nice surprise.

Dh says "Are you going to play that?"

I hear the announcement to turn off all electronic devices.

Incredulously, I reply "Nooooo." and slide it back into the carry-on.

Dh snaps a few shots of Louisville for the kids.

That brown circular track is Churchill Downs. I KNEW you knew that, right DTD?

The flight attendant takes our drink order. Diet Coke for me. duh. and Mr. Trollop orders a..... wait for it Twink......

A TOMATO JUICE

A tomato juice!! WTHeck? He NEVER drinks those and the night before Twinkie sent me this wonderful pm about the glories of tomato juice and how I needed to take some on my trip.

On a side note, the last time I recall dh ordering a tomato juice was in a plane on our honeymoon. He subsequently spilled the tomato juice into my open purse. When the flight attendant brings his drink, I silently slide my purse under my seat. But Mr. Trollop notices and laughs. No spills this trip. yay!


At this point, we don't know how to act. No kids fighting. No potty breaks. Nuthin'. We haven't been on a "hotel trip" sans children since we went to London, when I was pregnant with the redhead. We decide that although we miss the kids dearly (I may or may not have teared up for a moment), it was a nice change of pace.

 

[RobInBigKC]

Nice to meet you too! We are fo sho not skipping over the monkey story because seriously if I just think about it right now I am cracking up. It was one of my favorite memories of the trip. Probably it won't be as funny in writing but it was freaking hilarious.

Well, now I AM intrigued. I wonder if this will be along the lines of what someone suggested/urged you to do (and if it is what a smart guy that someone is ) and how neat that nursebabe got to be there with you for it.

I blurt out "We'll only be gone a few days. It will be hot. Soooo hot. And crowded. Sooooo crowded. It will be impossible to ride all the rides. I don't even know why we're going. I'llbringyoubackanythingyouwant, pleasedonthateme."

Dd replies "Can you bring me back Cpt. Jack?" A chip off the old block.

"Sweetie, if I knew where to find Cpt. Jack, I would not be a) going to WDW and b.) bringing him back to share with you." tee hee hee

E!!!

August 2
Our flight leaves at 1:00. Mr. Trollop goes to the office for a few hours. I make sure everything is packed and ready to go and call g-ma to remind her that, ready or not, the baby trollops will be arriving shortly.

Cowboys have offices?

ETA:

At this point, we don't know how to act. No kids fighting. No potty breaks. Nuthin'. We haven't been on a "hotel trip" sans children since we went to London, when I was pregnant with the redhead. We decide that although we miss the kids dearly (I may or may not have teared up for a moment), it was a nice change of pace.

How neat for you two. Wow, it's a long logical trip to get there but when you think about it having that P&J girl around might be worth it after all (you know, since without her, you and DH may have never broken away for a kids free trip) -- just sayin'.

-- Rob

 

[TwinkieMama]

Hi! Are all you people from the same thread? I can't believe Elis has this many friends. I'm telling y'all, she's just fooling you, you don't want to be her friend in real life. Talk about a freak!

Huh? what? did she tell you she was normal? We KNOW she is a freak. It is her best quality. Aside from the hotTness of course. And the wit. And the fact that she knows tons of song lyrics. And well, you get the point
anyway- we are pleased to meet you too!

Is that kinda like spongeworthy?

actually tickerworthy is better than spongeworthy

The flight attendant takes our drink order. Diet Coke for me. duh. and Mr. Trollop orders a..... wait for it Twink......

A TOMATO JUICE

A tomato juice!! WTHeck? He NEVER drinks those and the night before Twinkie sent me this wonderful pm about the glories of tomato juice and how I needed to take some on my trip.

OH MY GOODNESS!!!! I am laughing so hard right now that my stomach hurts, my eyes are welling up with tears and my children will probably call 911 because I am obviously not right. Buwahahahahahahaha!

 

[babynurse1]

PJ: Feel free to join in now.


FINALLY, we land. I send Peej a text "We're here."

She texts back "Just to warn you, my sister wants to come too"

Warn me? Is her sister a stealthy ninja? a pasty shut in? a cursing sailor? A CARBON COPY OF PJ?

I text back "SISTER? DARN!! Dh is putting the axe away as we speak."

Peej texts back "Huh?"

I text back "smile and nod sweetie, I'll 'splain when you get here." *sigh*



Now, I'm a little nervous. I get that way when I meet new people. Mr. Trollop is cool as a cucumber. I respectfully submit exhibit A:

We are waiting at the arriving flights door. I spot them pulling up. I tell dh "Snap a pic of when we first meet." PJ gets out of the car. "It's so nice to finally meet you!" ((big hug))

I look at Mr. Trollop. He's sitting there. No pic. HUH?

"Oh now?" he says.

"No, 5 seconds ago. Moments over." dang it.

Hollywood eyes us. I see her. Don't think I don't, 'cuz I do. (did that sound like her Peej?) I guess we look normal-ish. Formalities complete, we hop into the car and drive a completely nonscary, slow paced, non abrupt lane changing drive to..............the gas station. tapping foot impatiently. I've got an agenda. Cpt. Jack, Brer Rabbit, move it people!

Apparently gas is a hotT commodity to hotT college chics. Mr. Trollop offers to put the gas in the car. A cowboy and a gentleman? Hollywood tries to pay for the gas. Laughable! She doesn't know dh. Wouldn't even think of letting her pay for gas she used to pick up her sisters imaginary friends from the airport.

I think I can finally say FINALLY (again), we are headed to WDW property. Old Key West aka New Lock East. (there may or may not have been a conversation on what the opposite of a key was) We check in and receive our DDP's and hotT college chick papers AND our shipped luggage. I think Hollywood was impressed that we shipped our luggage. or indifferent. one or the other. she's a hard read. lol

At this point PJ and I are already laughing like old friends. I don't think the guy at the counter knew quite what to make of us. Neither did Hollywood. Neither did Mr. Trollop. Neither did the other guests checking in. Neither did we.

We drop off the luggage in the room and snap the first of several pics. oko, here's the moment of truth. The gig is up. I can no longer pretend to be a hotT college chic. I am a babynurse and mommy to 4.

There we are. PJ on the left, me on the right? Do you see the look of joy on her face? That is b/c I just presented her with a gift. A coveted treasure. The pirates booty. What is this awesome gift? Cpt. Jack jammies. of course. Every hotT college chick owns a pair. Myself included.

HotT College chick rule number 34: own a pair of Cpt. Jack jammies.

 

[babynurse1]

OH MY GOODNESS!!!! I am laughing so hard right now that my stomach hurts, my eyes are welling up with tears and my children will probably call 911 because I am obviously not right. Buwahahahahahahaha!

This is why we get along so well!

 

[MommyPoppins]

Alright I need a PM to let me in on the whole tomato juice thing!

BabyN - I thought you were a blonde. I don't know why. lol. Your DH actually does look like Ken.

 

[KAMommy]

Allright, y'all...this is seriously funny! I can't wait to read the rest.

I'm just impressed that the talking stopped long enough for you to write!!!

GoofyDad was wowed that I had finally met someone who could talk as much and as fast as me!!

 

[tinkgurl]

Subscribing!

 

[celerystalker]

I'm kinda scared to ask, but what's the deal with the tomato juice? PM me if neccessary. I think.

Babycow!!! I finally get to see a pic! I always missed the other ones cuz they went poof so fast!
You are young!
And Hott!
And you look nothing like what I expected.
I expected young and hott, but just different.

And I can't believe they let you take over 3 ounces on the plane! How many ounces was it?
And how much does it cost to ship your luggage?

 

[Backstage_Gal]

BN EliSabeth sis girl,

Great report, thanks for sharing. You are funny!

Clue me in on tomato juice story too please
(I actually really like tomato juice and order it whenever I dont actually have to pay myself for it, LOL!)

 

[babynurse1]

Alright I need a PM to let me in on the whole tomato juice thing!

BabyN - I thought you were a blonde. I don't know why. lol. Your DH actually does look like Ken.

I'm thinking Twinky McTwinkster needs to field all tomato juice stories.

Blonde? Me? nope.

Ken Burns? Ken(ny) Rogers? Ken(ny) Chesney? Ken(ny) Loggins?

Allright, y'all...this is seriously funny! I can't wait to read the rest.

I'm just impressed that the talking stopped long enough for you to write!!!

GoofyDad was wowed that I had finally met someone who could talk as much and as fast as me!!

KAMommy! How are y'all? I'm happy you're here.

I'm slightly embarrased at all the talking I did at CM's. This is not the babynurse that GoDaddy remembers in Knoxville, methinks.

Subscribing!

Pleased to meetcha tinkgurl.

I'm kinda scared to ask, but what's the deal with the tomato juice? PM me if neccessary. I think.

Babycow!!! I finally get to see a pic! I always missed the other ones cuz they went poof so fast!
You are young!
And Hott!
And you look nothing like what I expected.
I expected young and hott, but just different.

And I can't believe they let you take over 3 ounces on the plane! How many ounces was it?
And how much does it cost to ship your luggage?

Twinkie is fielding all tomato juice questions. It's been decided by a jury of her peers.

What did you think I looked like? A hotT college chick? Fooled ya!

Is a 24 oz. bottle of Chanel frowned upon in airports?

BN EliSabeth sis girl,

Great report, thanks for sharing. You are funny!

Clue me in on tomato juice story too please
(I actually really like tomato juice and order it whenever I dont actually have to pay myself for it, LOL!)

It's all Twinkie's doing. Honest. For reals.



UPDATE: Peej promises to post tonight or tomorrow. I have it on excellent authority.