Calling Doctor Strangeglove!

Miss Ginger has tried this: and this:

and she's even tried this:

but NOTHING seems to relieve this pesky yeast infection! She has made an appointment to see her "lady doctor" Dr. Strangeglove tomorrow, so it looks like she won't be making to Drunken Dust Bunny Weekend!

So, Boy G is just going to leave her with one of these:

and let her work out this lady issue on her own!

He's actually quite relieved that he won't have to deal with dragging all of her shit, hassling with security at the airports and the hotel, and arranging a motorcade for her arrival! It will be nice to enjoy meeting all the Gingersnaps and Dust Bunnies without all that DRAMA!!

So, Boy G's flight leaves Houston at 9am tomorrow! He's so excited! He'll arrive early afternoon, plenty of time to get settled and nourished, maybe make a liqour run, and take a nap before the "official" Dust Bunny Welcome Party! That event is SOOOOO exclusive that he doesn't even know where it is yet, but all those years with Miss G have made him pretty good at hunting down a party! Dirty Martinis, here he comes!

And Saturday Night isthe "Big Event" at Pieces! 9pm! Be there, bitches!

Home Sweet Hotel?

What a long day it's been for Boy G!! He had to get up at 4am this morning to make it to IAH for a 7am flight to NOLA. When he got to the airport to check in, he had that moment of panic when he realized that he didn't have his driver's licence in his wallet because he stuck into his pocket when he went to walk at Memorial Park on Sunday! The nice lady from the TSA acutally let Boy G through with the hideous photo on his Sam's Club card, but she warned him that she couldn't guarantee that her co-workers in NOLA would be so understanding. Another coworker who found himself in a similar situation verified that the NOLA TSA were ID Nazis and wouldn't let him through once! Quelle dommage- what to do? Well, what do the Ginger's ever do when their ass is in a crack? CALL THE LESBIANS!!! That didn't go as smoothly as usual, because even though they were, in fact, awake at 6am, they weren't exactly "up", since Miss Sonna's back was once again out of whack so she was down for the count and unavailable to help! But her darling sweetie Miss D actually went to Miss G's, dug through the pockets of Boy G's dirty laundry, and FedEx'ed the DL to him overnight for 8am delivery! Do the G's have great friends or what?!
Anyho, the day went fine, although the Boy's work is still wrought with transition issues and they still can't quickly put their fingers on the data they need to make good business decisions. Time will heal, we are told!
It was strange checking back into the hotel! We spent so much time here last fall, and the hotel is SO lovely, that it almost seemed like a homecoming! The girl at the desk didn't care that I had no ID- she remembered me! The bartender ran into me on the way from the desk to the elevator and gave me a big hug! I really did feel like Eloise returning to the Plaza!
Speaking of NYC hotels (how was that for a segway?!) Boy G can't wait to check into the NYC Sofitel on Friday! He's hoping Miss G will come with him, but she's been suffering a hideous yeast infection and she's waiting for the Monistat 10,000 to kick in! Plus, she HATES going in public wihthout an escort, and no gentlemen have offered their arm as of yet! So, her bags are still in the attic, but Boy G has already starting putting outfits together for every 10 minutes of the trip! DDBW, here we come!