On Friday our flight left St. Louis at 9:10. We landed around 12:20 (FL time). We got off the plane, got our luggage and rental car. That was a fiasco in itself. We were supposed to be getting a Navigator and they gave it away. My mom was PISSED. So we drove a Grand Marquis. LMAO. That thing looked like a Grandpa car and we gave my stepdad so much shit about it all weekend. We got to the hotel around 1:30 and we were planning on grabbing something for lunch and then heading to our massage/facial while my stepdad and brother went to the ocean. We tried to check in and the rude lady at the front desk told us our reservation was cancelled. She was a total bitch to my mom and my mom doesn’t play that game. LOL. I thought she was going to come over the counter and slap a bitch. Finally the manager came out and upgraded my parents to a penthouse and gave me, my brother, and sister a suite. It was NNIIIICCCCEEE. I will say, we stayed at one of the more expensive hotels on St. Pete Beach and their customer service was absolutely AWFUL. We my parents were paying almost $300 a night per room and they treated us like SHIT. I will be sending in a complaint at some point this week. By the time we go to our rooms we had no time to eat. We went to the spa and it was LOVELY. The lady that did my massage was great. We chatted about everything. She was shocked that I cloth diaper. She was shocked that I don’t feed my kids a bunch of crap. It was a nice conversation. And the massage and facial…holy shit. Amazing.
After that we just grabbed some McDonald’s and went back to the hotel. We changed into our bathing suits and went down to the bar on the beach. Had some drinks and then the rest of the family showed up. Our friend Heather came and met us there with her boyfriend Robby. We all went to dinner at Spinner’s. Spinner’s was on the top level of the hotel and AMAZING food. I had grilled scallops and they were to DIE for. I’ve never had REAL fresh seafood ever before in my life. OMG. I’ll never want to eat seafood in Missouri again. After that we went down to the beach bar with the whole family. Drinks were flowing, people were dancing…it was a lot of fun. At one point me, my sister, and Heather made our drunken way down to the beach. It was about 10 pm and PITCH black. We pulled up our pants legs and were running around in the sand. Somehow…we got tripped up by a wave and landed ass on the beach covered in salt water. Yeah. It was SO funny. We were soaked and covered in sand but we didn’t care. We walked back to the bar, just like that. Haha.
As we walked up to the bar we noticed these 3 girls standing by my brother. They didn’t look a day over 12 and they were dressed like skanks. My brother was visibly annoyed and giving me and my sister the signal to help him out. Sooo….we did. ; ) My sister walked up and put her arm around my brother and said, “come on honey, let’s go to our room”. Me and all my girl cousins walked up and I said, “I’m his sister. I don’t think he’s interested. Go away.” Christie walked up and said, “I’m his sister too. There are 12 of us. It might be best if you leave him alone.” It was HILARIOUS. One of the girls was hanging all over my brother and she was telling him that she’s in “Psychology School”. Never heard of that. Anyway – she looked over at me and said, “Are you like married in a bar?” with a total airhead tone of voice. I said, “Are you like 15, in a bar?” She told me she was 26 and informed of her driver’s license # which I’m sure she memorized from her fake ID. ; ) She finally left when my mom came over and informed her that she better get her “nasty hands off of her son”. Haha. After they left we ordered 32 shots. Haha. There were a LOT of us there. We took a shot called a Blowjob and somehow my mom ended up with whipped cream all over her mouth. LMAO. My mom doesn’t drink but she sure did that night. It was classic!
The next day we all met for breakfast at the restaurant in the hotel. It was REALLY expensive and VERY tasty : ) We spent the rest of the day at the beach….we rode wave runners, drank a LOT, and we even rode on these weird water bikes. I’ll post a picture tonight because I don’t really know how to describe it. Picture a BIG tricycle with BIG plastic wheels. LMAO. It was neat. Around 4 we headed back to our rooms to shower and get ready for my Uncle Scott’s 40th party. The party was at my cousin Erica’s house right outside of Tampa. Her house is GORGEOUS. We had a great time there. We roasted my uncle and everyone told funny stories and gave him shit about being bald. My stepdad was the most funny…he had an EKG a week ago and when they took those little sticky things off his chest it ripped huge chunks of his chest hair out. He brought them with him and stuck them on my Uncle’s head and called them “hair transplants”. It was SO funny. Gross, but hilarious. We cried, we laughed, we hugged. It was just a really great night. On Sunday we got up and had breakfast. Then we checked out of the hotel (and again they were SO rude to us!). The guys went golfing at MacDill AFB where my Airforce General G-Pa was staying. LOL. Me, my mom, and my sister went shopping and had lunch. Then we went to the base to pick up the guys. The Airforce Base was really cool. I forgot my damn camera so I didn’t get pictures in there. Anyway – we got to the airport around 1:45 and our flight was supposed to leave at 3:10. It didn’t leave until almost 4. It was a full flight so it was a little claustrophobic for me but I survived. We got in to STL and my parents took me over to Rosann’s to get my car and my babies!! I was VERY happy to see them. We went home and I unpacked, did some laundry, and relaxed.
I have SO many pictures to share and I will try my best to do that tonight : )