Secret Santa Surprise
Posted by Desiree Sheets-Chavolla on Thursday, December 17, 2009
Under: Night Out on the Town
My day started out normal. I had plans to go to the Catholic Club for the $10,000 dollar members draw and dinner with Pinky at 7pm. I didn't have anything else on my agenda so I decided to take the morning slow, and remained in my night gown until lunch was safely out of the way. Sometime, while I was getting ready and putt-zing along, I received a Facebook message from Faith informing me that tonight was our "Secret Santa" gift exchange at Wests. So the panic began. What was I going to do? I had two special occasions, at two different clubs, at two different times on the same night. Since they were at 2 different time I decided to fit them both in, instead of make a choice of which one to attend. Not Smart!! I arrived at West at 6pm, with the intent of leaving at 7pm to meet my party at the Catholic Club. Of course "Murphy's Law" set in and it didn't happen! Everyone was late and wondering around the club, so we didn't even sit down to dinner until 7pm. At this point, I decided to send Pinky a message saying that "I was going to be running late." I didn't realise, when I sent the message, that I had no reception so the message didn't send correctly. By now another 15 minutes had ticked by. I looked at my phone and became very nervous. I hate being late!! I start probing everybody to see who is my Secret Santa just to make sure that they were coming to Wests. If they weren't here then I was going to jet.....right then and there. I was informed that Beetroot. was my Secret Santa, and of course, she wasn't there......Yet!! Someone had spoken to her and she was running late.
This is when my brilliant idea kicked in. I decided that I would head over to the Catholic Club for the members draw and when it was finished I would head back to Wests, to enjoy the Secret Santa Party, that I knew would be brewing with the G-Unit Crew. Their nights out are always banging!!
Luckily for me the members draw was won at 9:30pm. I quickly invited Pinky & The Duke to come to the G-Unit party at Wests........them NANA's wanted to go home and play married couple (lol How Cute) So I headed back to Wests. To my surprise almost all the packers my age had gone home or were heading out. The rest of the "G-Unit" crew was pissed as a fart. I didn't care, I wanted to get my jiggy on and so I hung out. About 20 minutes after I arrived, and was settling in for a good night, something happened at the bar and we looked up to see Mr. Alpha wanna-be-American Hater was being escorted out of the club. We all grabbed our pressies and followed, but somehow we were detoured to the pokies and began taking photos, which we were nicely informed that was not allowed in the Gaming area. Thats when the crew decide that they were going to take the party to the Blaxland Club. Still sober, nominated me for designated driver so I said that I would give them a lift to the club but then I would head home, otherwise I would be like the "Grandstand Grannie" with all the young ones. I dropped off the first car load and headed back for the second. Of course the second carload were the drunk ones and when we arrived at the Blaxland Club they insisted that I join them inside for 1 last drink. Well, I hadn't got my jiggy on and was keen. The music was pumping and the pool tables were hot. We danced, took plenty of photos, played pool and I throughly enjoyed my night out. Thank you G-Unit for letting me party with you's, it made me feel special and that was the best present I could have ever received form all of you!! Merry Christmas!!
This is when my brilliant idea kicked in. I decided that I would head over to the Catholic Club for the members draw and when it was finished I would head back to Wests, to enjoy the Secret Santa Party, that I knew would be brewing with the G-Unit Crew. Their nights out are always banging!!
Luckily for me the members draw was won at 9:30pm. I quickly invited Pinky & The Duke to come to the G-Unit party at Wests........them NANA's wanted to go home and play married couple (lol How Cute) So I headed back to Wests. To my surprise almost all the packers my age had gone home or were heading out. The rest of the "G-Unit" crew was pissed as a fart. I didn't care, I wanted to get my jiggy on and so I hung out. About 20 minutes after I arrived, and was settling in for a good night, something happened at the bar and we looked up to see Mr. Alpha wanna-be-American Hater was being escorted out of the club. We all grabbed our pressies and followed, but somehow we were detoured to the pokies and began taking photos, which we were nicely informed that was not allowed in the Gaming area. Thats when the crew decide that they were going to take the party to the Blaxland Club. Still sober, nominated me for designated driver so I said that I would give them a lift to the club but then I would head home, otherwise I would be like the "Grandstand Grannie" with all the young ones. I dropped off the first car load and headed back for the second. Of course the second carload were the drunk ones and when we arrived at the Blaxland Club they insisted that I join them inside for 1 last drink. Well, I hadn't got my jiggy on and was keen. The music was pumping and the pool tables were hot. We danced, took plenty of photos, played pool and I throughly enjoyed my night out. Thank you G-Unit for letting me party with you's, it made me feel special and that was the best present I could have ever received form all of you!! Merry Christmas!!