Free Lunch

November 29, 2010

They’d been showing up in our mail box every month for the past year. A simple postcard announcing that we were eligible for a free, yes FREE, 3 day break to the Beau Rivage Casino in Biloxi, Mississippi. But being as The Husband and I are both grown ups and life has thought us that there’s no such thing as a free lunch, let alone a free 3 days break to Biloxi, Mississippi, we tossed the simple postcard into the recycle pile each month it made its appearance, until 2 months ago. On a slow evening in September, The Husband was going through the pile of mail when there it was again, our monthly Beau Rivage postcard, this time however curiosity got the better of him and The Husband decided to pick up the phone, dial the toll free number and get to the bottom of this amazing offer.

Fast forward 2 months later and I am currently sitting in our hotel room of the Beau Rivage Hotel and Casino, right on the fabulous Gulf Coast in Biloxi Mississippi, while The Husband is tripling our non-existent children’s college funds at the blackjack tables. Apparently there is occasionally the opportunity to grab a free lunch. That or the casino is hoping they have offered complimentary flights and hotel to a bunch of high-rollers who with a blood stream full of free liquor will lose all inhibitions and blow their retirement funds at the smokey poker tables and slot machines. But little do they know that I will absolutely take their complimentary flight and sleep in their complimentary room, heck I will even drink their complimentary liquor cos it would be rude not to, but I will not be spending all The Husbandsmy, our money on blackjack or poker tables and not because I have no idea how to play either, but because I would rather throw on my trainers, my **fanny-pack** and my shell-suit jacket in bold colorful patterns, take my place next to all my new golden girl friends and blow our life savings feeding slot machines full of quarters. Much more fun.

** To all my Irish friends, yes I absolutely did cringe having to write the words “fanny-pack“, but please know that here in the US, “fanny” does not carry the same meaning. To our American friends it simply means “ass”  so using my now fluent American-Irish English, I can translate for you all that:

fanny-pack = bum-bag (purse type accessory popular in the early 1990’s)

2 Responses to “Free Lunch”

  1. Rupa says:

    Ha! My parents go to Biloxi every year to the Beau! ….can’t wait to hear how many $$ was spent on the tables, miss fanny pack! although the free alcohol is a nice little bonus – they’re going to regret giving you a “free” anything once they see the alcohol tab! ; )

  2. admin says:

    You know it KaRups. However, I did manage to blow $100 on the blackjack tables last night, but its ok, I made up for it by drinking $100 worth of beer. Good trade off I believe.

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