And Whistler continues. . .
I thought it was respectable that Lauri came over to Lydia's room to ask if she was still invited to attend the dinner after "Saga on the Ski Slopes" occurred. I was equally impressed that Lydia said yes, after admitting the dinner was going to turn into pandemoniam. And, of course, it did.
There is one thing I know, and that's skiing for three hours in freezing cold weather will work up an appetite! Walking into the chef's room, it smelled so yummy and I couldn't wait to eat! Then. . .we all sat down. That's when the "awkard" set in! The dinner table was just plain stiff. There was silence, tension, and discomfort. My appetite was beginning to diminish while I waiting for the elephant in the room to be addressed. I remember thinking I wish we could just get it over with! Although I can understand why Lauri wanted to discuss all of this with Vicki, I think dinner was the wrong time. Luckily, it didn't flare up as much as I expected and I did enjoy a few bites of the chef's delectable filet! Do I believe Vicki had a threesome? NO NO and triple NO!