Fall Retreat Nov 11/12

Yay! A scrapbookers dream. We went to Old Orchard Inn for the weekend for a Creative Memories scrapbooking event.

It was great fun. The hotel service and rooms sucked more than I can even discuss. And I am stunned that customer service seems to be dead last on their list of priorities. Anyway, we weren't really there for the food or the service, we were there to scrapbook - and that was GREAT!!!

We had a great set up and a perfect spot in the room. In the corner with windows all around. Lots of natural light coming in and an amazing view. We just loved it.

There were 7 of us in the group who went. There were some games and some prizes and that was fun. But, far funner - I don't htink that is a word!! - was the company.

We had great chats and discussions, so much so that I was really SLOW getting anything done. In the evening, we were lamenting as the LC was closed as it was Remembrance Day! D'oh! We had a nice ceremony that I really appreciated. Anyway, Berna calls her DH and doesn't he agree to bring us some booze and some treats?!?! Wowwwwweeeeeeee - we were happy.

So, that evening after we had given up with the scrapping, we went back to our room to play charades of all things. But it was fun. So much fun in fact that we got a noise complaint. We told Amber to answer the door and she did!!!! I would have crawled under the bed!!! Anyway, I can't think of anything more ironic than us being at a scrapbooking retreat, playing charades and getting a noise complaint. I would have never thought it possible!!!

Then, we finally decided that we better settle in for the night ... it was about 3 am or somewhere thereabouts. And our toilet floods over. Not too too bad, but no way we were cleaning/plunging it. So, I called front desk and apologized profusely but requested a resuce. So, here buddy comes. Early 20s, kind, dressed in a full suit and tie and shiny shoes, dumb as a rock. We are all sitting on the beds, kind of finding this whole thing funny.

Then, the sound effects just killed us. At least me anyway, I think the rest were laughing at me. From the bathroom you hear "whack whack whack - pound pound" then FLUSH. The dummy flushed the toilet and it was not unclogged and he had not shut off the water. So, then we hear flooding rushing water sploosh sploosh sploosh. I started out trying to be polite and laughing quietly and to myself. At the end of it, I was in convulsions, not breathing, and making guffaws, hoots and snorts. It was a sight. I was laughing so hard for so long ... Buddy thought that giving us some extra towels might help ... I was in serious pain. I was certain that this must be what a heart attack felt like, although I knew I wasn't having one. I had pains and cramps in my tummy, ribs, cheeks, jaw and neck. I didn't know I was soooooooo out of shape :)

Anyway, I was still hurting the next day, but it was very therapeutic and fun. There is nothing like a good laugh like that. Anyway, poor fella never did get anything fixed. Before we knew it, the waves were flowing all over the carpet and we had to make a quick escape. Which was anything but quick since this guy was all thumbs and must have been so flustered that he couldn't even think straight. Cause he certainly didn't think straight.

The only option was for us to go to a smoking room. We should have just slept on our scrapbooking tables. Now it is 4 am and we just took the smoke. There is no way of describing how disgusting and wretched it was. Yuck. Adn I had a sore throat the next day. Was so glad to get out of there. At least I didn't want to sleep in - hehehe

Had some more scrapping and fun visits. Hated everything about the hotel, food, accommodations, but oddly enough can't wait to go back for the next one!!! :)

Thanks girls for the visits, the laughs and the fun memories!! This is always an open invite if anyone else ever wants to come - Mari!! :) The next event is in April ... might be a nice bday gift for yourself!!