Lisa's Rowdy Group of MTs

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Comment by Erica Olson on November 24, 2009 at 2:45pm

Okay, here goes.

My sweetie and I had been dating for a little under 6 months when we hit Valentine's Day. He's a total romantic, so had made some big plans for the weekend. We were to stay in a bed and breakfast in Estes Park for a night or two right before the weekend, then make our way up to Steamboat for the weekend and dinner at a nice restaurant. I was living in Denver at the time, about 2 hours from Estes and 3 hours from Steamboat (but in opposite directions).

Greg came down to Denver on his way to Estes and spent the night with me before hitting the B&B. He took my SUV and left me with his truck. I skipped lunch at my new job (this was my first week there) so I could head out early, but when I came out to the parking lot I discovered that someone had broken into his truck. As in smashed the passenger window and tore up the dashboard. In Colorado, in February, after it'd been snowing all day. My boss took me to get visqueen to wrap the passenger side door in and I drove with the heat in high. Greg had a little surprise planned for me at the front desk (a vase with roses), and had to call and ask them to stay open late so I could get them.

Then, back in Steamboat, we went to dinner with friends at a nice restaurant called Ragnar's. To get there, you have to take the chair lift up, and then a snow cat (big snow-tractor-like thing) pulls a sleigh up to the restaurant. When we got there, Greg was asking the manager about what all was in the pre-fix menu, as he has some vicious food intolerances. Meanwhile, I happily snarfed away on the escargot and Vietnamese crab cake appetizers that were laid out.

Just on the off chance, I asked the manager if there were any potatoes in anything, as I happen to be viciously allergic. He came back and announced proudly that yes, there were mashed potatoes in the crab cakes. My eyes went wide, I grabbed Greg's arm, and announced that I needed Benedryl now.

It's a little-known fact that restaurants don't dispense any sort of medication unless your life is literally in danger. So, despite the fact that there were two EMTs on staff and they had Benedryl in the house, they couldn't actually give it to me (because of insurance/liability issues) unless I was pretty much dying. This meant that Greg had to hop on the back of a snow machine (driven by one of the EMTs) to take him to the gondola, where he rode the lift down to the base. He had worked as a concierge there for years, so knew which store was open and would carry Benedryl. The restaurant called it down for him, and the staff met him at the base with it. Then he had to ride the chair lift back up, get back on the snowmobile, and get back to the restaurant, where I was going anaphylactic.

I took two Benedryl, the staff made a makeshift bed upstairs for me out of some tables and wool blankets, and I conked out for the rest of the evening. The good part is that they also comped something like $500 worth of food and wine for the table.

Long story, I know, but I hope you guys all got a good laugh. We still do, years later.

Comment by Lisa on November 24, 2009 at 2:02pm

i'm suppose to go on a 1st date with a guy from an internet site tonight. sad thing is i really don't want to go!!! and it's not that he's not interesting. i've been talking with him for a couple of days. he's nice looking. seems reasonably intelligent. i'm just not up for it. go figure.

Comment by Emma Torsey on November 24, 2009 at 11:01am

I have been married since I was 19,I can't even remember dating!

Comment by Choice Kinchen on November 24, 2009 at 9:45am

I was on a blind date kinda thing. Two of my friends who were dating each other thought I would get along with this girl. So we went to a pizza place, nothing too serious. It's a good thing. This girl was as interesting as the menu.....and the conversation was so slow and bad that I talked more with the waiter when we ordered. She had no sense of humor, blah, blah, blah. So I asked her where she was from...what neighborhood ( I figured she would know the answer to that one at least ). She said, "Forest Lawn" I burst out laughing and said, "That sounds like a cemetary." That pretty much sealed the deal. Thank god my friends took her home early and apologized to me for a few days. At least the pizza was good.

Comment by Lisa on November 24, 2009 at 9:21am

one has to have dates to have a worse one ever. ;)

Comment by Marissa on November 24, 2009 at 8:48am

This has given me a great idea for a new line of discussion. What was your worst date ever? I mean, takes the cake, hands down, worst thing imaginable. Leave Stephen alone for a few minutes. :)

Comment by Erica Olson on November 23, 2009 at 8:56pm

Stephen--honestly, I don't blame her. Nothing against you, but god knows there's plenty of weirdos out there. Even if you're meeting someone for the second time, it doesn't mean that going somewhere away from the public is a good idea. Especially if you're female. Sad but true.

Comment by Lisa on November 23, 2009 at 8:37pm

waiting for Mr. Right SUCKS!! :)

Comment by Stephen Jeffrey on November 23, 2009 at 7:43pm

We did pub after, I wouldn't want a pint inside me pre film if you know what I mean. Choice I hope your Right about 8th or 4th date.
Maybe just go back to old formula "sort yourself'ves out first night and work backwards" names etc etc lol.

Comment by Choice Kinchen on November 23, 2009 at 6:41pm

Unless, Lisa, this girl had no intention of an 8th or 4th date...then any excuse would've worked. :)
Stephen, Lisa's right....a drink at a pub would certainly have given you a better chance than tea with the zoo.
Stephen, how do you like us dissecting your dating life?
I am SOOOO glad I don't have to play that game (the dating one). Whew

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