Capital, Coffee, and Commode

Due to my lack of blogging, y'all had no idea that LegoMan and I went on a 5-day trip to Washington, D.C. with his 6th grade class last November.


You also wouldn't have known that we:

1. Had a GREAT time






2. Had cupcakes from the infamous Georgetown Cupcake (and, no, I didn't wait in line for hours for them....somebody else did)







3. LegoMan, and a few other classmates, woke up with a horrible stomach bug THE MORNING of our last day. Thankfully, for most of them, the bad parts of the virus were over by the time we left for the airport.






Facts about me that friends in real life know: I LOVE coffee and I am a *little* germ-o-phobic.

So, imagine my surprise when I arrived in our Washington, D.C. hotel room and saw THIS:




Dear Hampton Inn,

Coffee pots DO NOT go in bathrooms.

Love,

The Greek Girl

Round and round

Yesterday, the wheels on the bus "cheese wagon" took me and the Princess, along with other parents and 4th graders to our state Capital......on a cold and rainy day. I am sick of cold. I am sick of rain.

The wipers swished.....the doors opened and closed.....the people went up and down.....and so on.

I think the only thing left out in that song was the part where the kid on the back of the bus got motion sick and upchucked on the bus, whose windows were all closed because of the cold and rain.

No, wait, another part of the song was left out......the part where, during the upchucking, the kid behind me was eating Ranch Doritos out of a can.

Get a visual if you can. Not going for the olfactory sense here.....just the visual.

I am pretty sure I could not have paid anyone on that bus $50 to trade seats with me. Nobody.




Just so you get THAT other visual out of your head, here's a picture of the 4th grade Princess: