Lets add on to the vocabulary list, shall we?
cha·rade
(Merriam-Webster OnLine Dictionary)
Pronunciation: sh&-'rAd, -'räd
Function: noun
Etymology: French, from Provençal charrado chat, from charrá to chat, chatter
1 : a word represented in riddling verse or by picture, tableau, or dramatic action
2 plural : a game in which some of the players try to guess a word or phrase from the actions of another player who may not speak
3 : an empty or deceptive act or pretense <his concern was a charade>
And so my little
charade continued. I sent the following message to Bonzie1. Remember this important point she wanted to know everyones names. (I thought it was because she wanted to be cordial to the other dinner guests. Little did I know that she had an ulterior motive -- and you folks thought
I was sneaky. Stay tuned.)
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Well, I had a phone call from the GF bright and early this morning. The phone call went very well and the dinner party sounds wonderful. I am very excited about it. A major portion of the meal will be grilled right there at our party - I was thrilled when I heard that. We'll get to interact with the Chef. Fun, fun, fun! The party should start promptly at 6:30 PM.
Since you asked about names, Floridafams son is named Xxxx, her daughter is named Xxxx, and her husband is named Xxxx. They will be staying at the Wilderness Lodge.
What time do you think you'll be checking into your resort on that Sunday? Are you staying at the French Quarter or Riverside? And whose name is the reservation under?
My family is staying at the PC, then moving to the GF (except I am toying with the idea of moving to the GF earlier, but I'll let you know what I ultimately decide to do).
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As you can tell, I was getting good at charades. I had to ensure that my information was still up-to-date. I needed Bonzie1s resort information so that I could relay it to my Convention Services Cast Member, who in turn needed it for "dinner party invitation" delivery purposes.
I next sent the following e-mail message to Floridafam since timing was critical regarding the dinner partys start:
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This morning, bright and early, I received a phone call from my Convention Services Cast Member. The phone call went very well and the party sounds wonderful. I am very excited about it. I asked about the possibility of moving the dinner back by 30 minutes. He said it is possible, however, he is concerned with the timing of things. He said the dinner will take at least two hours, followed by our dessert that is timed to coincide with the Wishes fireworks show (by the way, we have Cinderellas Slipper on the menu, yahoo!). If we move the dinner back by 30 minutes, it will make the timing tight, but we do have the option, so please let me know what you want me to do.
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Floridafam responded with the following:
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Do not move the dinner. We will be there at 6:30! Obviously, they know what they are doing regarding timing, etc. so I am not going to goof that up. If, for some reason, something awful happens, I will make sure my husband is hydrated, rested and that I have his cell phone with me. As I mentioned in many e-mails back, there is only a small chance my husband will be sick or injured or something. I am planning on all of us being there at 6:30. We will take a taxi over from the WL to the GF and walk through the GF to the area where the dinner is being held. I'm getting more excited each day!
I'm so glad to hear you were able to secure the slipper desserts. I'm sure it will be the perfect ending to a perfect party.
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Little did she know
how the evening would
really end. [In my best Snidely Whiplash voice:]
Hee, hee, hee!
Since Floridafam had decided that we should stick to the 6:30 PM starting time, I sent her the following message:
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Okay, I will notify the GF Convention Services folks to stick with the dinner timing as is. And dont you dare ask me for any more information than I am willing to share trust me, it will be a dinner to remember. (Oh, its killing me not to fill you in on things!)
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Uh-oh! I was obviously beginning to
weaken. (Was there Kryptonite in the area? I probably should have been wearing my Lead Suit as protection.)
Floridafam didnt miss a beat when she sent me the following:
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I want to know everything! Please, pretty please with sugar on top.
Just kidding. I'm sure it will be an evening to remember. We just can't wait to meet you and your family.
I also wanted to say that it is HOT here today. I can't imagine what it will be like in Florida. I am SO glad we switched to the Family Magic Tour. I'm almost certain that my children never would have made it through 5 hours in the heat.
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Phew! That was a close one, wasnt it?
I was relieved when Floridafam changed the topic to something a little more innocuous like the
weather. If she would have kept after me with the
Pretty please with sugar on top stuff, I probably would have caved. Thank goodness Mother Nature stepped in and saved the day. It may not be nice to fool with Mother Nature; however, it would have been catastrophic to have fooled with Janet2k in her one moment of weakness.
And so I sat at my computer asking myself,
"Where did I put that dang Lead Suit?" It was obvious I needed to wear it if I was going to do battle again with that Kryptonite-bearing sweetie named
Floridafam.