Let me begin by telling you a confession. I am terrified of staying at home by myself. I watch too many murder mystery shows on a regular basis and I read a lot of books, some are scary. This usually is not a problem, not a problem at all because I have a man at home. Well, my man was not home this weekend. Friday I was so tired from the week that I somehow managed to get through the night. I slept on the couch, my thought process was if someone came in the house and I was downstairs on the couch I would see them right off the bat and therefore I wouldn't be as scared as if I was upstairs and I heard them coming in. I really didn't think past that because of course they would kill me either way. I know.....dramatic right?
Saturday morning I got my bags packed and picked Shanna up. We decided to stay at the Inn in Logan since I had a wedding reception that I had to be to that was only a few minutes away. The reception was a bit awkward since I haven't seen this friend for years. I am glad that I went though, it was nice to see her so happy. I have one small story to tell that happened before we went to the reception.
I need to learn to keep my mouth shut. Yes, it brings a ton of fun stories but at times the stories are not worth the awkwardness of it all. Here is the story. Me and Shanna just parked at the Inn and were getting our bags out of the car, I mentioned (basically shouting) to Shanna that "I HAVE THE WORST GAS EVER!" We are close you see, we do not keep any secrets from each other so I felt completely comfortable with sharing this minor detail with her. As I mentioned this I noticed that she looked shocked (really you are shocked at this? I thought) then I see from the corner of my eye another couple approaching us. They had parked right next to us. I about died! It was embarrassing and we couldn't stop laughing. I just thought I would share that. It took a lot to confess how disgusting I am. But it was a good time. We stayed in a really fantastic room. Anth had the camera so I used my phone camera and the quality is awful. My favorite part was the hammock! The least favorite part was the bathroom...the door was basically a stall door and its awkward peeing and knowing that it echoes J All in all it was a good trip and I am glad that I am picking Anthony up tonight.
8 comments:
OH MY GOSH! I LOVE YOUR NEW HEADER!
I had a really great time, and I am so happy that you chose to include this story in your blog as it was a huge highlight of my night. Ohhh memories!
Haha that was a great story..you always have good ones to tell. Im glad I have the dogs when Shad has to work nights (luckily its not too often)
Wow! That was really great! I especially enjoyed the poem. You are really good at that. You would make an amazing poem writer...does that career exist? If it does, you should quit the Inn immediately and write full time. That is my career assement for you.
Love, Shanna
As always, you are welcome. I am glad that my insights are helpful to you.
LOL! You should...just leave "you know what" out. Bahahahahahaha! I love your blog! Woot!
My favorite room... minus the bathroom door. Ha that room is full of stories... I would NOT sit in that hammock again if I were you. And would you like to know the first thing in that room to break... the bed. I'm not going to tell you how, I'm sure you can figure it out on your own.
Great story. Just be glad it was some random couple and not one of the employees that heard you.
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