Have you been wondering where I’ve been for the past couple of days? Probably not, but I’m going to tell you anyway. We had a Sisters weekend with Mom and my siblings over in Frankenmuth, Michigan–tourist capital of Christmas. (Yes, it’s June. Bite me.)
Ahh yes, here is our motley crew. That’s Mumsay on the left, followed by sisters Skinny Rat and Paulie Precious. I’m bringing up the rear as the big-eared boy in blue. The only sibling with dignity (Mouse) is suspiciously absent from this photo. No, she didn’t take the picture. She was hiding in the hotel room away from this madness.
Heifer.
Our little mini-vacation had only two rules: No husbands, boyfriends or other man-pets, and no kids. (We did allow a friend along, but she was hilarious and definately not a man-pet, so that was ok.) This was a Ladies Only trip, and we wanted to let loose! We wanted Nightlife…to tear the place UP! (One night we watched Jurassic Park in our comfy Mommy-jammies while eating donuts and Double Stuff Oreos, but shhhhh…don’t tell anyone.)
Hey–our weekend, our brand of fun.
So what else did we do? First up, we went to Bronner’s. About a zillion square feet, Bronners is the largest Christmas store in the world. If you need that special Peruvian nativity scene or personalized Mortician’s Christmas ornament, you WILL find it at Bronner’s. (Although oddly enough we couldn’t find a Computer Geek ornament anywhere. That’s not to say they didn’t have them–the place is so visually overstimulating Jimmy Hoffa could’ve ridden by buck nekkid on a reindeer and we might not have noticed.) Take the virtual tour to see what I mean about the vast size of the joint. (Fair warning: Don’t watch that thing after you’ve had a few drinks. It’s one giant room spin.)
Bronners is one of those places you MUST visit while vacationing in Michigan. Those of us who live here, however, are not quite as enthralled. It was fun for about 20 minutes, and then all the ornaments began to blend. Another 10 minutes, and the perpetual Holly Jolly Christmas music made my left eye begin to twitch. Half an hour later I lost my way out. Thankfully, we found a trail of candy cane crumbs that coincidentally led to the correct parking lot. (Thank goodness–they have several.)
If you ever want to reconnect with your siblings, take a kitschy mini vacation together. We laughed until our sides hurt. We did every tourist-y thing we could think of, from shopping at the outdoor mall (Frankenmuth, Mi shot glasses, anyone?) to eating at Zehnders (world famous evil chicken dinners–and as we all know, the best chickens are lightly seasoned and on the grill). We snapped tourist pics (as evidenced above), bought goofy souvenirs and had a perfectly marvelous time.
I can’t wait to go next year.
Sounds like fun- I could use some Christmas come early!
It looks like you had a great time. I would LOVE one of those no-kids, no man-pets (*snort*) vacations, especially this morning.
I must warn you, however, that “Big-eared boy in blue” is catchy, and may very well become your new nickname. BEBIB. I like it.
Sounds like a hoot & a half. So glad you got to run away from real life for a weekend & have fun. I love Bronners online. We’ve been ordering from there for years.
My mom and sisters and I (and now some former neighbors) look forward to our annual “girls weekend” in Phoenix. Our “Man pets” always have bewildered looks on their faces after we return and try to tell them about our weekend through laughs and snorts. The look on my dad’s face when he saw a picture of my mom wearing thong underwear on her head was classic!
Glad you had fun!
Nice outfit but I think you would look better in the dress.
LOL! Thanks, Ems. I tried to shove Aunt Paulie out of the way, but she wasn’t budging.
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