Tuesday, June 19, 2012

lest you think all JB and I do is make heartsies eyes at each other...



 i know a lot of people gripe about how people totally control, contrive, and spin their life on blogs.  
but honestly, who wants to hear about steam coming out of my ears once a week?
well you get to this week.

we went to St. Pete for a long weekend for JB's work. 
We checked in around two on thursday and i immediately plopped myself down on our huge soft comfy bed.
{are hotel beds the best or what!}
JB was all "enjoy yourself!  go to the spa! pool!  order room service!" while he had to head to a meeting.  
he said: "you don't have to meet up until 6pm tonight!"
i'm like okay, this weekend is going to be amazing.
Around 4pm I was lounging around in my Vinoy Robe, had just taken a shower, ordered room service...  
just being a sloth in general and enjoying living in fat city for a bit.  
then JB walks in and tells me I have to be down there in 9 minutes for an introduction!  
in front of 170 people.  probably 165 i don't know and this is the first time meeting.
first impressions are important!  
and he goes "didn't you read the pamphlet?" 
oh heck naw JB.  
didn't you tell me i had to be down there at 6pm!
"pamphlet?  i read everything in the bag! there's no schedule!"
i am in a panic. i look like a wet rat.  
then jb sheepishly goes... "oops... i took the pamphlet with me..." 
oh no he di'int.  
so at this point he knows he is in trouble.  
i wanted to ring his neck.  we are lucky i wasn't armed.

i hustle and get ready in thirty minutes. 
jb texts me to tell me he'll be in the back row so i can slip in.

As i walk into the room, i notice JB has just stood up and he says 
how sorry he is that his wife isn't here so he could introduce me...
and there i come in behind him and say, what else : "oh i'm here" with a wave.  
in this moment i want to die.  
everyone giggles.  
my facial expression cannot fake a thing.  
my smile looks like i am in a world of pain.  
then they ask me to stand up for a picture. 
i think, i hope this picture does not see the light of day.
when the spotlight is no longer on us, 
JB and i exchange a look.
smirks. head shakes.  giggles.  
it's really not that big of a deal! 
and all is right with us again. 
a few minutes later this meeting is all over ...
i cannot tell you how many people thought we planned this.  planned this! 
i was like, no, this is THEE definition of mortification for me.
so there's an unusual slice of tucker life for you.  (that's on the blog, anyway).
and a few more pictures of the Vinoy in St. Pete.

{before my big "publicity stunt"}
... 
a couple other things that happened this weekend.
- we were in the elevator.  i introduced myself to someone i had recognized from the meetings. 
he goes "i know you! i went to your wedding! i gave you frittata pans..."
ohhhh right... hmph.  all i can say is that "i'm a frittata fanatic".  #awkward #myweddingwashuge
- the marlins were staying with us and JB's old coach was there.  JB had fun catching up, and I quite liked hearing a nickname i have never heard - "big T!"
- i ordered room service 4 times.  in addition to having 3 more than square meals. #fatcity
- you know how things seem more dramatic at night?  well, to me, they do.  
JB was in my brother's room at the hotel watching baseball and they had ordered late night pizza. 
i said - bring me a piece!  when jb got in i was passed out, but said to leave my pizza on the night stand.  (um, gross.  jb thought so too.) then i look up, and see JB eating my pizza!  i looked at him like he had just taken the last girl scout cookie.  and passed out again.
- JB's dad was awarded an incredible honor and award this weekend.  The first time the speaker introduced him, i was a little shocked at why they didn't have many stories about him!  my father in law is quite the character, in the best way.  so i was bit bummed!  then... the very last award - he gets it.  and letters were read that made me just bawl crying.  it was such a nice ending to the weekend.  so proud of him!
ok. the end! 

25 comments:

  1. hahaha cute story! And that looks like an awesome place!!!!! :)

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  2. I hear people say about the same thing, and while I try to keep my blog positive, it's not that I'm trying to act like my life is perfect, it's just that I'm trying to focus on the good. I always admire when people post about the not so good moments too, though.

    This story is pretty funny. Glad you made it though! And your dress is so pretty! Love it!

    http://laurensweetnothings.blogspot.com/

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  3. i literally laughed out loud at the pizza thing...

    guuurl.. dont mess with my pizza! baaha i can only imagine your face (:

    and congrats on your not-so-mortifying-but-still-totally-embarassing introduction.. #hopeimneverinyourshoes #awkward

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  4. What cute necklace are you wearing in the 'publicity stunt' pic? (very cute) :-)

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  5. i've always thought of you as a publicity stunter. you may as well be a kardashian.

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  6. I laughed out loud reading about the pizza! I have a very similar story of my boyfriend and me back in college. Though he had tried to convince me that he had bought the slice half eaten... Silly :)

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  7. Oh man that is funny, glad it all worked out for the best :)

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  8. sounds like a great and exciting weekend! "you have to be down in 9 minutes" -- still laughing!

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  9. Hehe, too funny. That is my definition of mortification too!

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  10. That is something my husband would most likely do. Death glare and the silent treatment works for me! :)

    Lindsay @
    LindsayJEVeryday.blogspot.com

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  11. Isn't it the best to look back on these moments and laugh hysterically? Well, if you can't laugh yet, you will soon. At least we are, right?!

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  12. My bf and I are constantly missing the communication boat and it's difficult to come back, we're both so stubborn but I love the huge baby. Can't wait for married life!

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  13. I thought that was the Vinoy! We stayed there when I visited my bf during away games. Did you see/hear/feel the ghosts?! I think I maybe kinda sorta a little bit did haha

    That was a super cute story to share!

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  14. Looks like a cool place! Glad everything ended up working out okay

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  15. Oh Sarah, you are the funniest! You & JB are so silly together. Sounds like an awesome weekend, what would life be without the trivial events to laugh at during them!
    xo stephy

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  16. You are completely priceless! love you! You did a nice job of covering JB's strangulation bruises in that pic! ;)

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  17. A dose of reality, but still good hearted fun. You handled it with grace, clearly. :)

    Come check out the surprise party I threw for my bf! Thanks Sarah :)))

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  18. What a cute blog post :) I would have been so cross having so little time to get ready, but I think it's a man thing not to realise we need more than 10 minutes! hehe.

    You look lovely xx

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  19. Love this post! It's refreshing to see little tiffs like this happen to everyone. Sometimes on blogs, it feels like everyone is happy (and dressed perfectly and nails painted and house clean) all.the.time.

    And thanks for the St Pete's recommendations via Twitter :)

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  20. Sarah. Let's be real life friends. Like the kind that have sleep overs and giggle at our significant others. For serious.

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  21. Sarah. Let's be real life friends. Like the kind that have sleep overs and giggle at our significant others. For serious.

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  22. My husband would have taken the pamphlet with him too. x.

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  23. Even though I'm sure it wasn't at the time, that's hilarious. Such a fun story, at least everyone thought it was planned! Congrats to your FIL, other than JB's little blip (men!) it sounds like a fabulous weekend!

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  24. haha your "true" life story made me laugh--i have so been there. the joys of husbands ;)

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  25. Hehe oh husbands, what would we do without them?! Brandon has done the same exact thing to me before and I hate it when he does. I always feel like a hot mess when I'm rushed to get ready. He always apologizes afterward an promises to make it up to me :)

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