Denversail

I don’t know what is happening. I’m an early riser. It is 5 am and I’m up. I head down to the lobby in my pj’s. I do this all the time and normally just see staff. Now people are every where in their PJ’s. I eventually decide to follow all the people to see why they are up. They are all coming down to the pitch dark beach. I’m not sure why yet.

Hilton Cocoa Beach Oceanfront

the hotel is fine. I wouldn’t call it luxury but the outdoor facilities are fantastic. It includes walking access to the beach. That tiki bar can’t be beat. We walked to dinner and didn’t notice any nicer or newer hotels in the area.

My scallops melted in my mouth. The shrimp was okay. Mr. IT liked the ribeye at first but as he kept eating he thought it was a little salty. We both hated the sides. Overall we thought dinner was okay. The prices weren’t terrible.

We started with clam chowder and salad. We enjoyed both. They were delicious. I think Mr. IT ordered Ribeye for dinner. I ordered shrimp and scallops.

We ended up making another reservation at Florida’s Fresh Grill. Just started ordering.

The outside area with the tiki bar is very nice. The weather is lovely. We will be sitting here enjoying a few drinks. Flight details coming soon. It was the most uncomfortable flight I have been on in years.

Chophouse at the airport didn’t go well. Our waitress was Crazy Lady. She actually introduced herself that way after we had waited 20 minutes to put in our order. Our food came when we had about 10 minutes before boarding. Our gate was on the opposite end of the terminal. I thought we were fine since we could just scan the code on the table to pay. We tried to do this but someone else’s bill came up. We finally flagged down crazy lady and she informed us that we can’t pay that way because the prior group skipped their bill (I can make a few guesses why). She says she will bring us our bill. Another 10 minutes passes and she comes back over. She is like oh you didn’t get the bill. Well ya didn't bring it?? She then attempts to get Mr. IT’s credit card. Given the confusion he objects and says he wants to see the bill first. She then presses for his credit card. He holds firm and she stomps away. She made him pay for it by taking her sweet time coming back. Once again I found myself sprinting for the gate.

We have made it to Orlando. We picked up our bags and rental car without issue. It took us about 50 minutes to make our way over to the Hotel in Cocoa Beach. Looks like we won’t make our dinner. Mr. IT wants a drink and it is almost 6:30. We will be back on schedule tomorrow. Mr. IT will be posting hotel pics soon. Spoiler alert… they don’t look like the online pics. When we checked in they tried to claim I had booked a different room. I won that argument. 😁

We are at the airport by our gate. Our middle economy seats have been assigned to us. We are now in Chophouse trying to order breakfast. Time will tell. It doesn’t matter! We are on vacation!

We are now on our way to the airport. Of course as we went to leave our garage door decided it didn’t want to close. I hate that house.

It is around 5 am. We have decided to head out at 7 am. We were told that we were rebooked on the flight but it won’t let me select seats. Our boarding passes say “see agent”. We will get there and just see what happens. I was chatting with a United agent earlier and he said I’m entitled to a refund that I can request online after my flight. That is because they downgraded our seats. Mr. IT isn’t happy about that.

Our flight has been cancelled. They rebooked us on a 10 am flight in economy.

It is almost 7 pm. Mr. IT seemed shocked when I reminded him we are leaving at 3:30 am. We haven’t done nothin. My goal is to pack and be in bed by 8:30 or 9.

I’m reading about a lot of cancelled flights.

What a busy day! Everything is done except the packing. Mr. IT should get home in about a half hour. That is when vacation mode will get turned on. We have about 11 hours before we head out.

No idea what it was. I haven’t heard it again. Dupable thinks I now have a dead animal decomposing in my vents. I hate this house.

Now I’m stressed. I’m working from home today. I was happily sitting my office working away while daydreaming about my vacation when I start to hear this loud noise. It sounds like someone is drilling into my roof. At first I think it is coming from one of my neighbors but then I realize the sound is actually coming from my basement. I go down into the basement and get Mr. IT on the phone so he can hear. It is about every 20 or 30 seconds this loud vibrating sound comes from our vents above the water heater. Every time it would happen I could hear birds chirping. This is in my basement. This went on for about 10 minutes. Then silence. I went outside to the side of the house and bird feathers were blowing down from my roof. I have no idea what just happened. It is freaking me out. Mr. IT thinks our house is possessed.

It is getting real! We are now checked in for our flight. In 24 hours we will be on the plane.

Who wouldn’t want an early morning dose of motherly advice?

That is the one! If you all can’t tell we are super obsessed with our Pup Pup.

It is getting really difficult not to quit our day jobs. 😊

Dupable was inquiring earlier on how she can upload photos. Here is how the convo went… Dupable: How do I post photos? Me: you choose file and it takes you to your library. Just curious since you won’t be on the cruise what photos will you be posting? Dupable: The dogs. Everyone fell in love with the dogs. They really want to hear about them. You don’t post about them enough. They are super invested in the pups. At this point I just feel like I’m watching a sitcom called “Ducks and Dogs”. I just can’t think of any other explanation for it. 🤷‍♀️

Well we have come to a crossroads. You know the one where you all decide if you are going to collectively have fun or just annoy the ***** out of each other? We are at about T-33. The pressure is getting intense. My fingernail polish is chipped. I have a zit on my chin that has decided to give birth for the 3rd time in the last month. We haven’t packed a single thing. I need to go to the doctor in the morning, take Pup Pup to the spa, work a full day, pack for the trip, get all our docs together, and leave for the airport @ 3:30 am. My traveling companion Mr. IT can’t think past his next photo. Are you all looking forward to it as much as I am?

This is turning into a family affair. Everyone please give a warm welcome to Dupable’s other daughter. My sister will be doing a Greek Isles trip with me this fall. Of course Dupable and Mr. IT will be staying home with the dogs. haha… I was also getting a kick on how she introduces herself in each post.