BubbaFest- Friday's NSVs

BubbaFest- Friday's NSVs

In keeping with all the tales to tell, I must try to get them down now, before they all blend into one inside my brain. So, we will split them up by days.

 

Friday November 10, 2006

1. NO ELEPHANT BELT

2. THE ELVIS SHIRT

3. YOU LOOK GOOD IN THAT CAR!

THE ELEPHANT BELT.

We've all been on the plane and feared the day. THE SEAT BELT EXTENDER. My first official need for one was in June 2005 on a Delta Flight to Boston. I quietly and sadly asked the stewardess for a belt extender. She turned and YELLED " HEY, WE NEED AN ELEPHANT BELT" to the gay male stewardess standing in the front who then pranced his way down the aisle waving it in front of a plane load of people, some of which I knew.

Well, today- NO ELEPHANT BELT. As a matter of fact, I had about FOUR INCHES LEFT OVER! There was a guy next to me who was bigger than me and he had to ask for an extender. He was lucky, the stewardess was nice and quietly handed him one. I considered discussing the LapBand with him, but as Bubba and I have talked about before, this is not a journey for everyone. When he is ready, perhaps he'll find a person to talk the LapBand over with. But I kept quiet.

THE ELVIS SHIRT.

I've been telling Bubba for months that the shirt just wouldn't fit. He bought it for me as a recovery goal. At BubbaFest 2004 I saw it and wanted it, but tried it on and it needed 6-8 more inches to close on me. Very Depressing. When I decided to go forward to the LapBand, Bubba bought me the shirt when he was in the Keys for BubbaFest - the Spring Opener.

Well, I sort of lied to Bubba. But for a good reason. I CAN get into the shirt. It is just tight when I sit in it. I compared it to a number of other shirts in my closet and it is actually smaller than quite a few Regular XL shirts I have. But, as I said- I CAN WEAR IT! So, I changed into it and shorts when I got off the plane and when he came to meet me- THERE WAS ME IN THE ELVIS SHIRT. Bubba gave me a big hug and there was a tear in his eye. Of course, it might have just been from the stinky bus exhaust, but I like to think it was the shirt!

YOU LOOK GOOD IN THAT CAR!

My travel plans changed a bit as we were setting up the trip.

 

I was going to pick up a minivan at the Miami airport and drive it down to the Keys. This was to serve as our SAG vehicle. Well, Bubba needed the van a day earlier now. So, no van for me.

 

I get stuck with having to take Bubba's car down. He was going to meet me at the airport and hand me the keys.

 

Yup, I had to DRIVE A CONVERTIBLE AROUND MIAMI, SOUTH BEACH AND THE KEYS!

 

Life is tough.

 

As I was driving around on Ocean Drive in South Beach, out of FOXES RESTAURANT (not making this up!) sitting in the sidewalk cafe next to a table of seven beautiful women is a guy and a gal. A very pretty gal. She sees me in Bubba's convertible and jumps up and comes into the street saying "YOU LOOK GOOD IN THAT CAR!" 

 

Of course, she is totally drunk and her boyfriend grabs her and hauls her drunk self back into her seat. But she was hot and said I looked good in the convertible, so I'm TAKING IT! 

So, to sum up-

1. NO ELEPHANT BELT

2. THE ELVIS SHIRT

3. YOU LOOK GOOD IN THAT CAR!

IT'S ALL GOOD BABY!