Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Too much CSI

Shawn and I ran away from home this week.
He planned to do some training while he was out, and brought me along. We had the choice to stay in a lodge or on a houseboat. I picked the houseboat. Figured it'd be sorta like a cruise, without all the food, ports of call, fancy waiters, and the ocean and stuff.
But alas, we were sent to the cabin, instead. Oh, well. I'll make the best of it.
So we drove to the place, and Shawn immediately went to class, leaving me on my own to explore a strange town and get groceries.
Oh, and did I mention that the guy was going to spend the night out at the cabin with us.
Yeah. You heard me. Spend the night.
So I moseyed around, got a manicure and pedicure, got some groceries, and went back to get Shawn and his friend/trainer.
We drove, and drove, and drove some more. At one point, my little cartoon GPS car was floating in the air, because it didn't register the road.
Of course, when we got there, the cell phone looked at me and said, "you want me to what?"
Okay, so I cook dinner, there's satellite TV, at least, so no awkward silences, and then we yawn and hit the hay.
And Shawn wants to play. Husband-type play.
Umm, nope!
With all the doors locked, and the keys to the lodge in the hands of a COMPLETE STRANGER, I informed Shawn that I didn't think I'd be sleeping much.
By 2:00 in the morning, I figured if the COMPLETE STRANGER on the other end of the house hadn't killed or maimed us by then, I might as well get some sleep.
After checking the clock at least 4 times, and one bathroom trip, the alarm finally went off at 6:30. Time to cook breakfast for a COMPLETE STRANGER. Did I mention he slept in the room where the kitchen was, which meant I had to go cook alone with him in a room, in the middle of nowhere, with my husband in the shower, where my cell phone had left me high and dry, and my GPS needed CPR. I kept the knives close.
Okay, so he was a perfectly nice man, who was very respectful, a Christian conservative, who watched FOX news the whole time, but I was scared, anyway.
Apparently, I've seen too many CSI episodes.
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3 comments:

My Goodness said...

You are so funny...

I would've nixed the husband-type play also...that would just be wierd for me.

Rather funny set-up, but I'm glad the Fox News watchin-guy is a good guy. :)

Kelli said...

Just think how this poor, unsuspecting conservative Christian FOX news must have felt being out in the boonies with you guys!!! At least you DID have someone there to protect you. He was all alone. How was he to know if you were nice or not???????

HappyChristian said...

I have to admit that that would have totally weirded me out! I would have insisted on a hotel or something!

Praying for your safe return!