Today Victor turned 8! In spite of the weather we had a great day.
Below is the photo-journal of Victor's sepcial portion of the day.
Note Victor's cool bday costume made by Mami and sent jsut for him...note his acting.
With the first part of the map he is off on the treasure hunt
At the front gate he gets the second peice of the map from Ellen....
To get the next piece the Dreaded Prirate Victor Must ride the Kentucky Rumbler....Not the scowl!
Loving it!
After getting the third piece We Bump into Charolette (the owner's daughter) outisde the Rumber where Victor get's a bday bag of goodies.
The next clue comes after he rides the Shock Drop....note our faces!
Here he gets the next piece of the map.
Time to put it all together...then it's off to Beech Bend Hall..game room, snacks and Party rooms.
Up stairs he goes.
Aw...Booty!
Back at the hotel we drop off our stuff and run off to J-Boys for dinner (Victor Loves J boys).
We picked up sun glasses for Victor at Walm-Mart on the way home and he wore them outside J Boys.
Back at the hotel we had an Ice-cream cake.
When we arrived even the ducks wanted out of the rain.....
A successful rancher died and left everything to his devoted wife. She was a very good-looking woman and determined to keep the ranch, but knew very little about ranching, so she decided to place an ad in the newspaper for a ranch hand.
Two cowboys applied for the job. One was gay and the other a drunk.
She thought long and hard about it, and when no one else applied she decided to hire the gay guy, figuring it would be safer to have him around the house than the drunk.
He proved to be a hard worker who put in long hours every day and knew a lot about ranching.
For weeks, the two of them worked, and the ranch was doing very well. Then one day, the rancher's widow said to the Hired hand, 'You have done a really good job, and the ranch looks great. You should go into town and kick up your heels.' The hired hand readily agreed and went into town one Saturday night.
One o'clock came, however, and he didn't return. Two O'clock and no hired hand. Finally he returned around two-thirty, and upon entering the room, he found the rancher's widow sitting by the fireplace with a glass of wine, waiting for him. She quietly called him over to her.
'Unbutton my blouse and take it off, she said. Trembling, he did as she directed. 'Now take off my boots.' He did as she asked, ever so slowly.
'Now take off my socks.' He removed each gently and placed them neatly by her boots.
'Now take off my skirt.' He slowly unbuttoned it, constantly watching her eyes in the fire light.
'Now take off my bra.' Again, with trembling hands, he did as he was told and dropped it to the floor. Then she looked at him and said, 'If you ever wear my clothes into town again, you're fired.'
(P.S.... I didn't see that one coming, either.)
Time to put it all together...then it's off to Beech Bend Hall..game room, snacks and Party rooms.
Up stairs he goes.
Aw...Booty!
Back at the hotel we drop off our stuff and run off to J-Boys for dinner (Victor Loves J boys).
We picked up sun glasses for Victor at Walm-Mart on the way home and he wore them outside J Boys.
Back at the hotel we had an Ice-cream cake.It rained last night, and this morning, and this afternoon, and by 5pm it stopped. It wasn't just a sprinkle either...it poured all day. They delayed opening the park until around 10:30; the owner's dedication to the customer is so great that even for the hundred or so guests that came out (in the pouring rain) he opened the park and ran the rides. We even presented 3 shows....though no strolling today. The first show had around 20 people, the second around 30 and around 16 for the third...but we did our very best and they were a fun group...after all they had the park to themselves.
When we arrived even the ducks wanted out of the rain..... Finally it was a busy day for us package-wise. We had one from Fed-ex, one from UPS and one from the USPS. (Diabolo string from NY for Jim, Wireless Mic from Florida, Whip crackers for Miles from las Vegas). The delivery world keeps us running even while on the raod.
Here is a bad joke my friend Eddie from california sent me:
A successful rancher died and left everything to his devoted wife. She was a very good-looking woman and determined to keep the ranch, but knew very little about ranching, so she decided to place an ad in the newspaper for a ranch hand.
Two cowboys applied for the job. One was gay and the other a drunk.
She thought long and hard about it, and when no one else applied she decided to hire the gay guy, figuring it would be safer to have him around the house than the drunk.
He proved to be a hard worker who put in long hours every day and knew a lot about ranching.
For weeks, the two of them worked, and the ranch was doing very well. Then one day, the rancher's widow said to the Hired hand, 'You have done a really good job, and the ranch looks great. You should go into town and kick up your heels.' The hired hand readily agreed and went into town one Saturday night.
One o'clock came, however, and he didn't return. Two O'clock and no hired hand. Finally he returned around two-thirty, and upon entering the room, he found the rancher's widow sitting by the fireplace with a glass of wine, waiting for him. She quietly called him over to her.
'Unbutton my blouse and take it off, she said. Trembling, he did as she directed. 'Now take off my boots.' He did as she asked, ever so slowly.
'Now take off my socks.' He removed each gently and placed them neatly by her boots.
'Now take off my skirt.' He slowly unbuttoned it, constantly watching her eyes in the fire light.
'Now take off my bra.' Again, with trembling hands, he did as he was told and dropped it to the floor. Then she looked at him and said, 'If you ever wear my clothes into town again, you're fired.'
(P.S.... I didn't see that one coming, either.)
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