Monday, December 7, 2009

Counting today there are 13 days until we are in NORTH CAROLINA!

Cute pictures

Thanks to my friend Annelise, we have some wonderful pictures that are not wedding pictures, random camping pictures, or our amateur picture taking.

Here is the link to her wonderful pictures. Enjoy!

The Retreat Part 2

So when we left off, we were still lost. Good news-we found our way to the hotel-but not without some more laughs. We had to turn onto a couple of funny named roads. Arapahoe for example (a-wrap-a-hoe) and what I thought was pronounce Yo-si-might. Turns out it is something like Yo-sim-mitty. Oh well. Brittany made fun of me for like half an hour. "Is she being serious right now? Do you really pronounce it like that?" Good thing she had went to the bathroom when we stopped to get directions from that bar.
So we finally get to the hotel and low and behold, we have rooms. So, I went up to my room, tried to be as quiet as I could. The lady at the front desk told us that we were in rooms that only had one other person in them. And when I got up to my room, that is what it looked like. I got all ready for bed, and walked into the bedroom half of the hotel room--and both beds are occupied. Great. I get to pull out the couch, and it was horrible, trying to sleep on a pull out couch with too much room. I had to angle the pillows around me so that it seemed like it was just more than me in that bed.
The next morning, I met up with Brittany and heard her story. She is on the fourth floor (I was on the 8th) and after she had hauled all of her stuff up there and was ready to open the door--the little electronic thing was flashing not red and not green but yellow (when I say electronic thing, I mean the thingy that you put your key in and it opens the door...)
Well, she had to go all the way back downstairs, and tell the lady at the front desk. The conversation from the hotel attendant to Brittany's roommate kinda went like this:
"Hi, I'm calling to let you know that your roommate is here, and oops! You locked the dead bolt on your door! Can you kindly get up and let her in?"
"My roommate? What are you talking about? I'm married!"
"No, your roommate, for the conference?"
"I don't have a roommate, I'm married!"
This proceeded for about 5 minutes, until the roommate finally woke up, and was convinced that her roommate was here. And all this at 4:00 in the morning.