Saturday morning and I'm up at 5:30 a.m. I get dressed, realize my toenails need serious repainting and fix them, get some coffee going in my Keurig (yay!) and head out the door by 6:15 a.m., stopping to get gas on my way down south to Pt. St. Lucie.
With my Matthew West and Toby Mac CD's on hand, I was singing and driving along. My GPS did not have this new convention center in it. That goodness I jotted down quick instructions before I left the house! I don't have a Smart phone with a GPS in it, so I would have been lost.
I arrived at the convention center and parked near my big sis Brenda, who drove up from S. Florida for the event. She handed me over a "Team Vicky" shirt she made and I changed in her car.
|Brenda, Vicky's Hubby Damian and me.|
Lots of Vicky's faithful friends drove the hour or more trip to see her compete.
The day was to be divided in two. The morning judging, which started at 10 a.m. (doors opened at 9. We got there early and got great seats.) and then the evening show with awards starting at 6 p.m. When the show starts, we realize that they are not going in order like one would think. Vicky's in the Bikini level; meaning the least buff of the women. We thought they'd go first. Nope. In order to keep everyone there, Bikini was LAST. Well, duh. That's what most everyone was there for, so they made us wait for it.
We sat through Open Men, Men's teen, Men's novice, Men's over 50, Men's over 60, Men's Physique, and about the same thing for the women, before we got to Bikini. Not in any order either.
So after waiting and waiting (a little bit of drooling, not much) we got to see the Bikini competition. She was in the 5'5" and under division. We went a little crazy with the yelling, as did everyone else.
It was crazy fun!
Yea. She's smokin'.
After the morning session, Vicky's fan club took pictures with her.
|Dub City Derby Girls Represent!|
|She's not really this tan. They spray-tan themselves the night before to show more muscle definition|
|Her # 1 fan. Her husband Damian.|
|Vicky and her (Damian's) niece Alli, who competed in the over 5'5" division|
After the morning show and pictures, everyone scattered to the wind. The evening show did not start until 6 p.m and we had about 5 hours to kill.
We went with our dad to eat at Cracker Barrel, went to a local mall ("Buy her a hat!" "FIRST!") to do some shopping then went to get Vicky and Alli some roses and vases.
We got back to the convention center early and hung out until the beginning of the night show. The video above shows both the day and evening events.
She didn't place; the judges said she was too lean and ripped for bikini, which is a softer division. She was too awesome. LOL Next time, she's moving up a level.
After MONTHS AND MONTHS of depriving herself, Vicky was given a 24-hour all you can eat pass.
More pictures and hugs, and everyone went their separate ways. It was after 9 p.m., so big sis Brenda and I decided to go eat dinner at Applebee's, and then this happened.
Vicky HATES WHEN WE SING. We all SING (sisters, dad) and she hates it. Ha ha ha!
Brenda and I also sang Gloria Gaynor's "I Will Survive" which had EVERYONE clapping, singing and cheering. When we were done, Brenda says into the mic "This song is dedicated to my ex-husband. You're missing out on ALLLLLL this, boyfriend." and the place erupted in cheers as we waved goodbye to everyone. I wish we would have taped it, but we were both signing.
I was very tired and had over a 2 hour drive back home after getting up at 5:30 a.m. Brenda suggested we stop at a Holiday Inn we had passed on the way to Applebee's. We went in, asked for the price, showed him my AAA membership, got $10 knocked off the price, so we stayed! It was like a mini-vacation!
Sunday morning we had breakfast, which was served fast and tasty by a very happy waitress. I'm telling you, this Holiday Inn was great. I'm reading their reviews and some people just need attitude adjustments. Honestly though, being a happy person makes things better, don't you agree?
After breakfast, we hung around until noon (checkout) and then waited in the lobby for my nephew (Brenda's son) and his fiance' to arrive and take us to lunch. It was good to see my awesome nephew and his gal.
Then it was time to drive home. The end of a funtabulous weekend.