May 25, 2010
Currently, I have the dishwasher running while I attempt to come up with something to blog about. This may not seem that difficult, you may be thinking, but have you heard our dishwasher? I would think maybe you have, you just don't know it. It makes a sound something like that of a jackhammer drilling into metal. I know a couple of you who occasion this blog are on the west coast, so I apologize if the sound has awaken you early. It is 8:45 here in Cincinnati. I think that makes it somewhere around the middle of the night out there in California and Oregon. They say you get what you pay for, and I am paying dearly for cheaping out on this dishwasher. It was a scratch and dent bargain from Sears/Kmart. I found it over in a corner because someone had returned it because it "didn't have the capacity she was looking for." Boy, am I a moe. Fell for that sales pitch. Perhaps it did not have the capacity for being able to hear the person next to you while it was running. Therefore, I run the dishwasher while Beth is at work so she cannot remind me what a good deal this dishwasher was. Every once in a while she asks if the president is landing his helicopter on our roof. Sarcasm much? Next time he visits, I may need to ask him for one of those presidential pardon things.
So vacation plans will be finalized today. We leave town on Sunday June 6th, so hotel reservations may be a good idea. I know some people prefer to wing it when they go places, but I am not really a fly by the seat of my pants kind of guy. I like to know where we are going, when we are going to get there, and where I am sleeping that night. If it were possible to know the name of the housekeeper and/or if the room will be clean in advance, that would also be helpful. My family and I like to stay nice places, but our budget dictates we don't go too lavish. Especially, since our hotel stays are going to be one night stopovers. When we have gone to Orlando for a few days, we splurged on the Hardrock Hotel near Universal Theme Park, and it was AWESOME. But for a one night stay in Chattanooga or Nashville, I think we are destined for the Holiday Inn Express. They will feed us before we leave. Did I mention that CJ is 13 and filling up with testosterone as we speak? He eats about every 20 minutes. He has gone from 5'5", 120 pounds to 5'7", 135 pounds in about 3 months. Beth keeps lamenting the fact that this large CJ ate her baby CJ. That sounded a little more morbid than she intends it. He isn't a dingo. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ghCTZF61ey0&feature=related
Anyway, that wasn't too abstract. I am a bit surprised that I figured out how to do that. Go me and my mad computer linking skills. As June Gardens likes to say, I am Abraham linkin'.
So, yes, I am stalling. I am going to pick the hotel, but am worried that I am going to pick one that sucks. What if there is a jackhammer right outside our room? We are leaving town to get away from that sound. What if the room isn't clean or is right next to the ice machine? These things have happened. It has caused undue stress. Screw it, trip cancelled.
Wait! Good idea coming in...I'm heading for the gym. That should put hotel picking off for another hour or so. Then, when I get home, maybe June will have posted. That should buy me some more time. I will see some of you over at Bye Bye Pie shortly, and I will look much more buff. Smell you later.