[wpcode id=”76760″] Today is Mark’s “Lime Green” day!
Oh my! What was that? At 7:00 am sharp, there came a knock on our door. I checked the calendar, and it was not Santa Claus, which left only one more possibility: coffee!
Feeling guilty for her late-night order, Mary jumped up and met the nice man at the door. There was a loud shriek and unintelligible Asian language, and then footsteps ran down the hallway. Shame on me; I forgot to tell Mary to wear her robe. The poor waiter is probably still hiding under his bed and will need psychiatric care for years to come.
We let the kids roam around this morning or perhaps sleep in. We had our coffee (after calling the onboard doctor to ensure the poor waiter was OK). We put on our gym uniforms and went up to the 7th floor. There, we found a pair of treadmills next to each other. He did 2.6 MPH for over half an hour.
Looking at all the people on treadmills, I wrote a suggestion to the captain: He should tie those treadmills to the propellers and save a lot of fuel! No answer has come yet. Oh, I put Mark’s name on the suggestion!
We then went to the dining room and had breakfast.
More decisions!
We returned to our cabin and got cleaned up for the next activity, lunch! We dined at the trough again because it had so many selections. I found several Indian dishes to munch on plus several meat dishes.
Mark said he ran almost eleven miles this morning during his 45-minute workout. That would mean 20 trips around the deck. So it became clear that his GPS kept track of him, but the GPS also added in the speed of the ship, so Mark did not do 18 miles and an hour! For a few minutes, we thought Mark may have been “The Flash,” but alas, Mark’s workout was just average.
This morning, there was a vegetable carving demonstration in the piazza, and the results were displayed in the trough. Merry got several pictures of the results of their efforts; they were pretty amazing.
I need to learn how to carve a watermelon properly!
At 1:30 pm, we headed to the spa, and even Mark was there. The girls had their hair done for this evening since it was a formal evening. Mark had his toes done, and I went for the whole she-bang: haircut, beard trim, facial, etc.
I felt like running down the hallway singing “I Am Pretty,” but Mary changed my plan!
I presented quite a challenge to the stylist!
Colleen just got a hair-doo. It was cute, and it had handles in the front whose purpose was a topic of conversation the rest of the day!
Oh my!
We hogtied Mark after we gave him seven martinis and, with the help of three deckhands, got him tied into a chair, still yelling and screaming. The operators drew straws to see who would do the honors. I was surprised when they brought out a glass jar to collect his clippings; the label on the jar had a skull and cross bones!
This picture shall be put in an 8″x10″ waterproof frame and auctioned off to someone in the family.
With Mary, it took two people. This is NOT finished; it is called the drowned-rat look at this process stage.
What have they done to my bride?
The old man was minding his business when Mary appeared on the scene, laughing and giggling and saying something about a facial. What the hell is a “facial?”
Never again will I say “OK” to a guy I can’t understand!!
After relaxing at the spa, we headed to O’Malley’s for a “drinkie-poo.” Mary proudly flaunted the snazzy travel purse that Robin had gifted her, and we all pretended to be impressed while secretly wondering if it was big enough to fit all of our stuff for the next trip.
Remember, I like frogs!
As we were about to head for our room, Mark got a little frisky! I thought he was trying to scare the bees away by yelling “Boo Bees,” but alas, he was saying “boobies.” Halloween is coming soon, so perhaps he was practicing.
We ate at the Capri restaurant on the sixth floor. We had a table for four, and the meal was pretty good. Colleen and I had the lobster, Mary had a steak, and Mary had veggie eggplant meatballs.
The girls looked amazing and were ready for the formal evening. Mark and I were suited up and escorted the ladies to dinner.
Wow! Or amazing, astonishing, impressive, or incredible!
We stopped for a formal photo, but then it happened. As we were standing in line, the line got fuzzy. All of a sudden, the girls jumped. Colleen had her arms around the guy in the tux. Mary was holding Mark’s arm, and I stood back, took a picture, and laughed. It is a very friendly boat.
Careful, girls, it could have been worse! Check the expression on the man’s face!
We returned to O’Malley’s after dinner. The singers did a super job with the small audience tapping their toes and singing along.
We suggested they sing “What Do You Do with a Drunken Sailor.”
At 7:30 pm, we headed for the Broadway production for the evening. We had reserved seats in front since we were in suites. It was a highly active show, with singing and dancing constantly.
We are off again!
We went to the lounge at 10:00 pm and saw the comic. He was hilarious and, more importantly, CLEAN! He had us all in stitches. The kids were already in their room, so we tried to let them know to join us.
Funny, funny, funny!
We returned to our room, and the kids were up to NO GOOD! This means war!
