When John came inside from packing up the vehicle on Thursday in preparation for our imminent Miami departure, he had some news. John: “There’s a frog in the truck.” Me: “Wait, what?” John: “There’s a frog in the truck. He was on the door jamb, I tried to get him out, and he hopped in. [...]
Someone peed all over the floor in the airplane bathroom. KLASSY. We saw Obama’s plane when we landed at National Airport. AWESOME. Getting a condo in DC = TOTALLY WORTH IT. It’s important to know the difference between a Queen and a Full. Especially if you’re going to bill the condo as having a Queen. [...]
This morning, as John and I headed for the front door of Badly Decorated Bed and Breakfast, the breakfast saga got even weirder when the owners’ personal trainer remarked that we weren’t sticking around for breakfast for the second day in a row. Whaaaa? I’m sorry, I don’t believe we’ve met. My name is NONE [...]