My Crochet Spot

Whole lotta angry face

The biggest part of my job is planning meetings and our convention. This is also why I love my job! Our convention this year is the week after labor day (yeah, btw, no blogging that week) at the Renaissance Orlando resort at SeaWorld. Basically I plan a $150,000 party for 300 of our closest friends. The problem is that the hotel will be under construction at that time. This property is normally beautiful... here, go look http://marriott.com/property/propertypage/mcosr?WT_Ref=mi_left
the big huge open atrium (which 10 floors of rooms have a view of) will be under construction. There will be a BOX around the aviary and deli and koi pond. We will have a beautiful view of CONSTRUCTION WORKERS!!! 2 of their 4 ballrooms will be down, the deli will be moved into the 3rd ballroom and their big restaurant will be down and squashed into their small restaurant. BEAUTIFUL! So I loaned my ladyboss my angry voice to call them and complain and ask them to delay construction for a month. We have had this contract for 3 years. SO, now we are working on either getting $ concessions or moving the event to another location. I have been planning this so far since April. I am flexible, and can plan it elsewhere in the time I have, and I am more for that since no amount of money can fix ugly (in a hotel that is).

So, it has been tense and we have been throwing around a lot of options, and now it's hurry up and wait. URG, this is frustrating, but exciting at the same time. I would like the challenge of moving it to another place, but the Orlando CVB has been phenominal and had SOOO many brochures sent to me from local businesses. I had the Sterling Cruise lines not only send me 300 comp cruises but also 300 decks of cards. If we move convention to Ft Myers, the other side of FL will not see much of our business, but what can you do. Moving on.

I have been working on the baby hat. It's about 1.5 inches long, but that is when you uncurl the curly bit.

Here's a pic of a neighbour-around-the-corner's duck. They have a sign on their front fence that says bad dog. I have never seen a dog but when we walk past the yard, the duck quacks quite loudly and meanly. I think the sign meant to say Bad Duck. Dont think they sell them at the True Value. Of course blogger hates me, so click here: http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a250/brandeekins/duck.jpg

posted by Brandee Fondren @ 3:21 PM