So I just got back from a 12 hour van ride from beautiful Mount Pleasant Michigan. It was neither a mount nor very pleasant...but we did have fun, and I learned a new idea to motivate my un-motivatable staff. Is being good a barrier to being great? I'll give you some time to ponder that thought...
As per usual the time spent with all my NIRSA friends was spent getting beligerant and being the elitist pigs that we are ;) On Thursday night we went to BWW and met up with the OU crowd. I miss them ;) We continued on to the casino where I proceeded to lose 50 dollars playing black jack and I also had to pay for drinks...yea not cool. Perhaps I would have won some money if I managed to stay sober. Dale got into town as we were ariving back to the hotel. So I stayed up with him and Merrill until 6 am drinking Jonesy's (crown and ginger). Oh wait...what was not so good about that? The conference starting at 9am. I passed out in Dale's room only to wake up at 830 am. I did the wonderful walk of shame (only I did not hook up) back to my hotel room, but it disappeared. No seriously...i couldnt find it. The first two people i see when i walk in the hotel front doors are my two bosses. Did I mention I was wearing the same outfit that they left me in 10 hours earlier. PERFECT!
Friday night started off actually slow. But by 2 am I was in the same boat as I was the first night. After trying to drink in Merrill and Dale's room, I ended up in my own bed waking up at 8 am with popcorn all around me. Classic...
On the ride home, we stopped at Cracker Barrell for some dinner. I got taunted becuase I had never been to one. Sorry fellas...I am a yankee. There is nothing like taking 4 tylenol PM's and passing out the whole 12 hours home.
We have registered for another round of Shape Up Southeast. We will see if we win again. This time our team name is Lotsa Donkey. Donkey...ass...get it?
My family has safely returned home from Disney World. I dont wanna say anything, but I think you know I;m upset. I wish I could have been there, but I had to train IM officials...my life rocks. I guess my wonderful neice Trisha asked my mother, "is aunt kristin ever going to get married?" Okay seriously...GET OFF ME! Ha...
3 comments:
You had never been to Cracker Barrel? No wonder you haven't found that special someone...now I'm sure the floodgates will open. Being good is a barrier to being great...because whatever our goal is, we usually hit it or perhaps fall short. If good is your goal, it's the best you're going to get.
Who said I wanted the flood gates to open?
Oh, I thought maybe you had put something new up here...
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