Room Service

Had a dog sitter hired and the two "honeymooners" (LOL) headed out for a long weekend which included a short medical meeting and two nights as guests at the Sheraton.

Sometimes you cannot write funnier scenes than the 'actual" scenes which do not need much embellishing.

Imagine Saturday morning...Ron wants to not be late and I want to head out around Madison with a low-key bike ride.  I am dallying and ask Ron,  "Call and ask to have the room "Maid-Up".

This is standard operating procedure for yours truly.  I usually travel with Yo Yo;  the wonderful barking "Little Shit," says Ron in all seriousness.  It makes everyone happy. . .The maid service, Yo Yo and me to take the dog while the room is renewed.  Alas, on Saturday I asked Ron to call while I laced up my feet...Not because I had Yo Yo but because having the room done while I am gone is a good idea.

Fast forward to my next hearing: "I want the Room Serviced....I have called Room Service because I want the Room Serviced...Isn't this ROOM SERVICE.". . ."I don't want you to bring me BREAKFAST!" proclaimed MY VERY OWN Dr. Brilliant

I can't LOL!  I can't do anything but gently, most gently with the most calm and quiet demeanor say,  "You meant to call Housekeeping (thinking  OMG...) BUT NEVER MIND" And then. . .

I laughed all by myself...all around the town.  I can unequivocally declare myself the "Happiest Capital City Biker" of this past weekend.   I am cycling past "Recall Walker" signs and I am hysterically on fire laughing out loud.  I am lucky to not be stoned.  I was told by one driver I was "On the wrong side."  He got laughed at too!  Later, Ron LOL too!  He is a very good sport!

Of course the room was finished when I returned.  I am certain the couple in Room 815 were farder for "employee hotel humor." Later we would finish off the Saturday locked in a downtown ramp near Martin Luther King Blvd.  Ron failed to validate the ramp ticket and neither of us had the techno skills to raise the exit gate.  It wouldn't take a credit card,  a $20.00 bill and of course not the ticket.  I had to call the emergency number and "The Voice" must have felt sorry for me.  Finally we are home!  Ma and Pa Kettle went to town!

Because it was across the street we went to the horse show too.  I am convinced we were the only people at the horse show who didn't own a horse.  We still don't own a horse.

. . . Ron got two new pairs of running shoes and I bought new knives.  Had to promise not to use them outside of the kitchen!  Also as a result of Whole Foods I have now a brand new best web site to visit. . .
                                                       www.BlueStonePerennials.com