These statements are fascinating.  When you correct for the lie, you are still left with some interesting tidbits as Luv said earlier.

I think I'll work on a questionnaire for us to have fun with at some other time..."where is the most unusual place you have spent the night....what is an odd talent you have....what is your favorite color...how many siblings, related to any famous person?"  etc.

So, we have to travel back to 1991 or thereabouts... 

My husband, as the general superintendent on a steel building construction project near Rapid City, SD was committed for the 2 year duration. We rented a lovely home up in the foot hills of the Black Hills and very much enjoyed our time there.  My son was in high school, and we all still look back on that time with a smile.

Afterwards, we stored much of our furniture, personal stuff, and went back to North Dakota to be with family and take stock of what we wanted to do next.  Son was entering the Navy and as empty nesters, we thought we might like to do as we had noticed some other superintendents did, that is, travel from job to job, with a nice travel trailer or 5th wheel and “the wife” --- and see the country.

So quite a few months later, hubby: “Let’s go get the last of the stuff out of there…we’ll take the flatbed truck.  The weather’s beautiful, it will be a nice trip.  I’ll take the big tarp to tie down in case of rain.  We can spend the night at the historic Alex Johnson hotel… Have a nice dinner to celebrate.”   “O.k.  Let’s remember the binoculars this time.” I say.   And toward the end of June - we found ourselves making the 7 hour trip to our storage unit in Rapid City. 
 
btw...historic Alex Johnson Hotel


So you see where this is going.  We leave early, get there in our work clothes and work for many hours emptying out, throwing away, loading up, tying down.  Time to go get a room, clean up, have a nice evening.

Oh, but this is summertime in the beautiful Black Hills and Mount Rushmore, etc.  There is no room at the Alex Johnson.  Or any hotel or motel we can find.  Nor in the small surrounding towns because apparently it is also this year’s location for the Lutheran Women of America’s Conference. Or some such.  

Let’s just grab a hamburger.

Tired, dirty….how ‘bout at some campground?  We’re in a truck.  Tent along? No.  Getting dark.

O.k. we’ll stay at the Truck and Travel Center – like the big rigs. 

My husband chivalrously insists that I sleep in the comfort and security of this old truck’s cab.  He’ll find a flat spot back on the truck bed.
Too hot in the beginning, too cold overnight.  Little actual sleep.

But I am awakened about 6: a.m. by husband tapping on the window.  “Are you awake?” He’s cold and achy and wants to come in and start the heater.

“What day is it” I ask.
“Saturday.”
“I mean, what date?”

Looks at his watch,  “the 29th….  Oh…  Happy Birthday.”

View, unobstructed wrote:

So, we have to travel back to 1991 or thereabouts... 

My husband, as the general superintendent on a steel building construction project near Rapid City, SD was committed for the 2 year duration. We rented a lovely home up in the foot hills of the Black Hills and very much enjoyed our time there.  My son was in high school, and we all still look back on that time with a smile.

Afterwards, we stored much of our furniture, personal stuff, and went back to North Dakota to be with family and take stock of what we wanted to do next.  Son was entering the Navy and as empty nesters, we thought we might like to do as we had noticed some other superintendents did, that is, travel from job to job, with a nice travel trailer or 5th wheel and “the wife” --- and see the country.

So quite a few months later, hubby: “Let’s go get the last of the stuff out of there…we’ll take the flatbed truck.  The weather’s beautiful, it will be a nice trip.  I’ll take the big tarp to tie down in case of rain.  We can spend the night at the historic Alex Johnson hotel… Have a nice dinner to celebrate.”   “O.k.  Let’s remember the binoculars this time.” I say.   And toward the end of June - we found ourselves making the 7 hour trip to our storage unit in Rapid City. 
 
btw...historic Alex Johnson Hotel


So you see where this is going.  We leave early, get there in our work clothes and work for many hours emptying out, throwing away, loading up, tying down.  Time to go get a room, clean up, have a nice evening.

Oh, but this is summertime in the beautiful Black Hills and Mount Rushmore, etc.  There is no room at the Alex Johnson.  Or any hotel or motel we can find.  Nor in the small surrounding towns because apparently it is also this year’s location for the Lutheran Women of America’s Conference. Or some such.  

Let’s just grab a hamburger.

Tired, dirty….how ‘bout at some campground?  We’re in a truck.  Tent along? No.  Getting dark.

O.k. we’ll stay at the Truck and Travel Center – like the big rigs. 

My husband chivalrously insists that I sleep in the comfort and security of this old truck’s cab.  He’ll find a flat spot back on the truck bed.
Too hot in the beginning, too cold overnight.  Little actual sleep.

But I am awakened about 6: a.m. by husband tapping on the window.  “Are you awake?” He’s cold and achy and wants to come in and start the heater.

“What day is it” I ask.
“Saturday.”
“I mean, what date?”

Looks at his watch,  “the 29th….  Oh…  Happy Birthday.”

LOL..........what a great story.   Very interesting and what a way to start off a 29th birthday. hehe

View, unobstructed wrote:

So, we have to travel back to 1991 or thereabouts... 

My husband, as the general superintendent on a steel building construction project near Rapid City, SD was committed for the 2 year duration. We rented a lovely home up in the foot hills of the Black Hills and very much enjoyed our time there.  My son was in high school, and we all still look back on that time with a smile.

Afterwards, we stored much of our furniture, personal stuff, and went back to North Dakota to be with family and take stock of what we wanted to do next.  Son was entering the Navy and as empty nesters, we thought we might like to do as we had noticed some other superintendents did, that is, travel from job to job, with a nice travel trailer or 5th wheel and “the wife” --- and see the country.

So quite a few months later, hubby: “Let’s go get the last of the stuff out of there…we’ll take the flatbed truck.  The weather’s beautiful, it will be a nice trip.  I’ll take the big tarp to tie down in case of rain.  We can spend the night at the historic Alex Johnson hotel… Have a nice dinner to celebrate.”   “O.k.  Let’s remember the binoculars this time.” I say.   And toward the end of June - we found ourselves making the 7 hour trip to our storage unit in Rapid City. 
 
btw...historic Alex Johnson Hotel


So you see where this is going.  We leave early, get there in our work clothes and work for many hours emptying out, throwing away, loading up, tying down.  Time to go get a room, clean up, have a nice evening.

Oh, but this is summertime in the beautiful Black Hills and Mount Rushmore, etc.  There is no room at the Alex Johnson.  Or any hotel or motel we can find.  Nor in the small surrounding towns because apparently it is also this year’s location for the Lutheran Women of America’s Conference. Or some such.  

Let’s just grab a hamburger.

Tired, dirty….how ‘bout at some campground?  We’re in a truck.  Tent along? No.  Getting dark.

O.k. we’ll stay at the Truck and Travel Center – like the big rigs. 

My husband chivalrously insists that I sleep in the comfort and security of this old truck’s cab.  He’ll find a flat spot back on the truck bed.
Too hot in the beginning, too cold overnight.  Little actual sleep.

But I am awakened about 6: a.m. by husband tapping on the window.  “Are you awake?” He’s cold and achy and wants to come in and start the heater.

“What day is it” I ask.
“Saturday.”
“I mean, what date?”

Looks at his watch,  “the 29th….  Oh…  Happy Birthday.”

Funny story, View....one for the annals of family history!!   Might have to visit the Alex Johnson Hotel in a few weeks when we are in Rapid City! 

Gonna get a few things done.  Will check back in later.

Enjoy your evening, everyone (still afternoon here!).