Madi at a birthday party. |
Okay, so, where was I? Sorry about the gap in posts, I had 200 cds on my chair and didn't feel like alphabetizing them. I know, I was just as surprised as you!
So I had a mostly fun weekend. Mostly, because, I had to come home again. ha! Stacy and I lucked out at the Mountain Lodge. We checked in and walked up to the room and I booked the cheapest room so I knew it was going to be small. The lodge was built in 1939, for 1939 folks. I don't think they had the obesity epidemic they do now.
Anyhoodles, our room door was open so Stacy, after a brief exchange of looking in each other's eyes "you do it" "no, you're closer", went up and knocked on the door and there was someone in there and I could see a bed unmade. No biggie. We went back downstairs and the front desk clerk was very apologetic. We were like, no big deal (we've got lots of bourbon) so we went out for a bit.
When we came back, she was still very sorry and said there was a mix up. So we got new rooms. We went from a very small two twin bed room, right at the stairs (hello, noise) to, what seemed to be, the best room in the lodge. Rooms 15 and 16, if you care. A couple of people asked us if we were in those rooms, and how much we liked them. One weird guy kept pressing me to see how much I paid. *eyes* Anyway, Stacy had a double sized bed and my room had two twin beds and it's own deck! Okay, so it was a fire escape but still. AWESOME! Stacy likes to point out that she had the coffee machine.
My room. The kid/s room. |
The heating system was radiators and I didn't get the sleep I thought I would, hot cold hot cold. I kept on waking up every hour. Sigh. But it was dang quiet! No booming stereos on the mountain top!
View from my deck. |
Look at us! We got the awesome room! |
Oh crap I have to write about Lily. And Madi. Madi has been talking. They tried to make her eat apple butter and she said "Don't do it, bitch." Sigh.
Hobbit door between the bathrooms. |
Good ole George. |
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