Oh the experiences they’ll have

14 Jun

Our trip this past weekend to Memphis went off without a hitch.  The drive was okay with not much to complain about other than the length of time spent in the car.  The send off with the kids was a bit tearful but also exciting as I know that they will have a wonderful summer with their dad.  

We ended up meeting at a McDonald’s across the street from a large mall.  The mall had been our original meeting place, but after taking a terrifying two-minute tour, we decided to make a change of plans.  The mall was practically deserted on a Saturday and only about 20% of the stores were open.  The ones that were closed were boarded up and last-minute clearance posters seeming holding the boards together.  The few stores that were open smacked off filth.  The manikins in the windows were barely dressed and the interior of the store was filled with merchandise that would excite and aspiring prostitute.  It was grim.  We left.

That evening Jordan and I dined at a local Pizza and Wine Bar in Germantown, which is a suburb of Memphis.  Germantown is my favorite area in the greater Memphis area.  Due to a massive headache I had to skip the wine, which you all know made me terribly depressed.  They had a fabulous New Zealand Sauvignon Blanc that I desperately wanted to try. 

The next day, Sunday, we stopped off at the Germantown Commissary which boasted serving Epicurean BBQ.  It was actually a glorified shack that oozed charm and nostalgia.  The BBQ was delicious, but the real star was the dessert.  I had a coconut cream pie which was enormous and surely contained and entire coconut’s worth of shaving.  Jordan, however, got the best: Caramel cake.  It was hot, gooey and moist.  It was fabulous and I now regret not paying the $24 to bring an entire cake home with me.

Back in Georgia the kids were living it up.  Literally.  Their dad took them over to my dad and step-mom’s house to swim, play and ride horses.  By the pictures that were being texted to me, I could tell they were having a fantastic time.  The most interesting part of their day came when Fisher got thirsty:

From the pool Fisher called out that he was thirsty.  My dad quickly replied that it was no problem and all he had to do was go into the house and get whatever he wanted to drink out of the refrigerator.  Well, her certainly did that.  A few minutes later Fisher came strutting back across the lawn with an icy cold one in his hand.  Soda?  Oh no.  He was chugging down a beer.  (I’ll pause here for effect.)  Shocked, the kids dad raced across the lawn to snatch up the brewskie and replaced it with a more suitable beverage for someone his age.  [siiigh]  Hey, Fisher was told he could drink whatever he wanted!  [wink]  

…and now I’ll sit and wait for DFCS to come and take my children.  [laugh]

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3 Responses to “Oh the experiences they’ll have”

  1. Jennifer June 16, 2011 at 5:42 PM #

    Silly lady – Don’t you know that wine is a headache CURE? Never, NEVER skip the wine. Unless you’re pregnant. But even then…

  2. Anonymous June 14, 2011 at 4:23 PM #

    I bet he slept good that nite! lol! Ahhhh Fishman, you are too funny!

  3. Kelly June 14, 2011 at 10:32 AM #

    Oh my gosh!! That is histerical!! I can see your dad’s reaction now!! I bet Marilynn had to pick herself up from the ground she was laughing so hard!! I would have paid money to see that happen. Poor Fish man! Only in Scooterville would that happen. :) Enjoy your time away from the kiddos and don’t get too sad. They will be back before you know it! :)

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