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I have been lazy about posting but I had so many pictures I had to go through them all and pick and choose which I would post.
Our trip to Memphis was great! Graceland was everything I thought it would be and more. It was cool! I have to say that it was definitely one of the most interesting places I have ever been.
Our trip started with a long drive to Memphis. It was about 8 hours from our house. It was also wicked chilly in Memphis, which was surprising. Tom had booked a hotel about half a block from Beale Street so it was the perfect place.
The night we got in, we headed over to BB King's House of Blues. Yes, it's a little touristy but Tom found out they would have live music. It was great. The band was really good and it was nice hearing a little blues and rock n' roll while having some BBQ.
The next day, after breakfast, we headed out to Graceland. The weird thing about Graceland is that it is located in a busy city area. It was strange. I bet a zillion years ago, it was not a busy area and quite private but now it's not.
You don't drive up to Graceland. You go and park across the street and then you are taken there by bus. It was so exciting driving up the house. The first thing that struck me was that it was actually a super duper modest house for a huge superstar like Elvis.
Then the tour began. You are given a little headset that guides you through the house and gives you little tidbits about Elvis and Graceland. We started at the living room and worked our way through the first floor. You go by his parents room, the dining room, the kitchen and the jungle room.
It is all very cheesy and exactly what I have heard it was. But, I also had to remember that back in the 70's everyone would have been totally impressed but the gaudiness of the house. It was fabulous!
Luckily, it was cold and early because there were lots of people but it could have been worse. After the first floor, you are sent down to the basement area. There is a funky blue and yellow media room and the pool room that has walls covered in fabric and is one of the funkiest rooms I have ever seen.
It is so awesome to think that Elvis once walked through these rooms and might still be roaming the house in spirit.
after the basement, you are once again sent upstairs and you pass the Jungle Room again. I could not get any good pictures because you cannot use your flash and the pictures came out dark and blurry.
Then you go outside and back into the little building that served as Vernon's office. There is also a little shooting range in the same building. There is Lisa Marie's play set and the yard. There was also a horse and, again, it struck me that this was such a small house. I wondered if Elvis had lived, would he be living at Graceland still or would he have a McMansion in Vegas.
Another building houses a zillion gold records and costumes and tons of Elvis memorabilia. I was in awe of all the gold records and awards Elvis received. Walking through this building was pretty awesome.
The pool area outside was actually quite small. We had a bigger pool when we lived in Boynton Beach. But it was nice. The racquetball court has been turned into an exhibit with a more gold records and more costumes. It is pretty amazing as well.
Outsider is also the meditation garden area that also serves as the burial place for Elvis's family and Elvis himself.
It's strange that they are buried there but why not, right? It is quite tacky but beautiful all in a strange way.
Once you get shuttled back to the complex across the street, you can shop or eat. There is also the Elvis Car Museum, another exhibit with more Elvis costumes as well as outfits from Bruce Springsteen, Bob Dylan, Elton John, Bono and many more stars.
The other cool thing is that they have Elvis' plane and jet on site as well. We were able to go into the plane and jet and look around. Again, by today's standards it was all very modest.
That is Graceland. I loved it. It was someplace I always wanted to go and I finally did it. I would highly recommend it to anyone who even likes one Elvis song. I guess in the end, I am a huge Elvis fan. I love his music. I even love his movies. And, I am so glad I knocked Graceland off my bucket list. Next up, maybe Mount Rushmore? Who knows.
Check back tomorrow or the next day for my rundown on our trip to Sun Studio, more Beale Street and then on the way out of town, I went over to the Lorraine Motel. Check out more pictures of Graceland below! I will add another post with the rest of the pictures tomorrow.
This year we decided not to do our usual big Christmas trip and good thing since I am out of a job! But we decided to do something closer to home.
I am finally going to go to Graceland!
I am not really sure why I want to go but, for some reason, I really really always wanted to go. I am not a huge Elvis fan although I do like his songs and movies especially the ones with Ann Margaret. I always wanted to be Ann Margaret but that is another story for another time.
Anyway, we are headed to Memphis. I wanted to stay at the Heartbreak Hotel but Tom, of course, said no. Party Pooper. And we will be able to eat some good Memphis BBQ and just get away even is for a few days.
Maybe after I see Graceland, I will someday get my dream wedding in Vegas with Fat Elvis. I am holding out hope!
I saw it coming. Money was getting tight. So it wasn't a huge surprise. It was just a matter of time. I wish them well because a lot of things have to get done to get back to where they were before.
Luckily, I am in good financial shape. I have savings and no debt, even at Christmas time. Tom will now have to support me. (his head is exploding right now) And since I am a Latina who voted for Obama, I will now be able to get gifts. Score! I was wondering when those gifts would kick in. (sarcasm people)
I know others who have been laid off recently and are not in good financial shape and they have kids and other obligations. So I am thankful about that I am good.
I will miss my friends from work. Yes, I actually had friends at work. But now I can spend more time with my friends from all over the world. I had been neglecting them these past 3 years.
As a Social Media person, it is bad when your Klout score, Alexa ranking, Facebook likes etc. go down and they have been pretty low since I had no time. My blog traffic started sucking and my blogs were being neglected.
Good news for the handful of people who actually read this blog. I will be writing more. I, of course, will be looking for work even though I voted for Obama. (more sarcasm) But we'll see what comes up. I am always up for a new adventure. Or maybe it's finally time to dust off the book I have always been meaning to write.
I am of the philosophy that everything happens for a reason. So I will just sit back and wait to see what the old universe has in mind for me. I can get all philosophical and say things like when a door closes, a window opens and you jump out. (Wait, that's not the saying.) But I won't.
I will just go with the flow. The good thing is finally my house will be clean. Our eating habits will improve and I can start watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer every morning and Judge Judy in the afternoon.
Scout was always very smart. She grew up on the streets for the first few months of her life until she found two suckers to take her in. Then she has been living in the lap of luxury ever since.
She was always smarter than Shawn who, bless her heart, was dumb as a rock. But Scout is tricky. She knows how to open the folding closet doors. She has figured out how to open the bathroom cabinet doors. She knows if an outside door is ajar, she can sneak out and get loose. I wish she would figure out how to turn on the vacuum and clean the house but she is too smart for that.
She also always seems to know when it's her time to go to the vet. One, because we put the cat carrier in the house. She has learned that means she is probably going on a trip and not a nice one. Even if she doesn't see the carrier, she suspects something is afoot.
A few weeks ago, I had to take her to the vet. I hid the carrier so she wouldn't catch on. Her appointment was around 10 a.m. so I sort of pretended that I was relaxing. We hadn't fed her since she needed blood work so I think that was her first clue. Anyhow, here I am pretending to do nothing but the minute I got to get dressed, she knew.
I got ready and when I went to find her, she was under the king sized bed. I mention king size because there is an exact spot under the bed she cannot be reached. She knows this spot. So there she was under the bed. I had 5 minutes to get her out. I didn't know what to do. I tried reaching but she too too far in. I tried to push her out with a hanger but no luck. I tried tempting her with cat food to no avail. Then I brought out the secret weapon: tuna.
Scout has never been a big eater. She is also a picky eater. But there is nothing she likes more than tuna. So I grabbed a can and put some on a dish then lured her out from under the bed, snatched her up, stuck her in the carrier and took her to the vet to be poked and prodded and stuck with a needle. But hey it worked. And in my defense, she got tuna when she got home.
So on Thursday, I had to take her to the vet once again for her rabies shot. The appointment was at 4 p.m. this time. I am doing my thing and she was curled up in the bed on my Obama/Biden 2012 sweatshirt. She loves that sweatshirt. In her defense, it is so soft and warm but now I every time I go to wear it, she is sleeping on it. GRRR
Anyway, she had been there all day until around 3:15 p.m. when she decided to come out to the living room. That made me worried because I still had at least 30 minutes before I would have to leave.
I had to be careful because she saw the carrier. But she came to the sofa where I was sitting and jumped up next to me. I thought if I don't move then I can grab her easily and stick her in the carrier. Wrong.
The minute I moved, she knew because she jumped down ran to the hallway and looked back at me with a look that said: I am onto you. Rats!! I tried to pretend I was going to the back room for no reason but she was under the bed in 2 seconds.
I knew I had no time so I got the tuna out and tried to lure her out. Of course, she is not that stupid for tuna. She didn't budge. So I had to get creative. I put the tuna right outside from under the bed and then quietly hopped on the bed and waited.
I saw the bed skirt move right near the tuna but she did stick her head totally out. I saw the bed skirt move again but still no Scout. Time was ticking down.
It moved one more time and then nothing. I thought I was finished and I would have to call the vet and cancel. But I stayed on the bed, not moving and barely breathing when I see the bed skirt move again but at another location. I see her stick out her head and look around and then she goes back under.
But then I see the bed skirt move again and she slinks out and get closer to the tuna. I pounced on her and snatched her up. She was screaming to beat jesus because she knew I had outsmarted her. I put her in the carrier and drove like a demon the the vet. I was almost late.
I am not sure she will fall for the tuna trick again because she usually learns from her mistakes. But then again, she just might because Scout loves her tuna.
The Mayans contributed so much to this world. They discovered the zero value in mathematics. They were all about astronomy, farming and engineering. They also were proficient in art, painting, carving, weaving etc. They also had this calendar that said tomorrow we all die!
Okay, not cool Mayans but we all know sooner or later it has to come. Personally, I think the Mayans were wrong. I mean, let's be honest folks, we have been hearing the end of the world is coming for centuries and it hasn't happened.
I don't sweat the gigantic stuff like the world ending. I actually never think about it. I mean, if it does happen then it's a moot point, right?
I sweat the small stuff like will I ever get my Netflix disc of Dexter season 6, will Hillary run in 2016, will I finally get a stuffed Despicable Me minion as a Christmas gift, what sex is Kate and William's baby, should I color my hair red, when will Jennifer Aniston get married and what designer will she wear, who will be nominated for an Oscar, will Congress ever get their shit together and do something for this country. These are things I worry about.
So if the world ends tomorrow. I am saying my goodbyes today. Of course, very few people actually read my blog so the majority of people I know won't get their goodbyes unless I go tweet and Facebook them. Sigh.
We started watching this show a few weeks ago and now we are hooked. Luckily, we have Netflix so we can catch up all at once! Plus, there is a hot guy as the lead! It's pretty violent (which I like) and intense and definitely not for the kids. But I highly recommend it.