5/4/10

The Honeymoon Part 2

I must have misplaced this thing...

The Beginning of the longest 3 days of my life...

In the short span of about 36 hours Mark and I got married/had our reception/opened gifts with family/repacked our already packed suitcases with opened gifts/convinced parents to instead bring opened gifts when they came for Christmas/repacked suitcases for the third time/cleaned out overnight bag that was now filled with whole box of corn flakes that a certain unnamed family member thought would be a "cute" surprise/said tearful goodbyes to family (except for certain unnamed family member who put said cereal in overnight bag)/flew 3000 miles/and finally, drove 1 1/2 hours from airport to our lovely newlywed apartment...whew.

(and the name of our 30 unit newlywed apartment complex where we would live for the next two years? "The Snooty Fox"...not Snotty...Snooty...included in our rent each month was the unobstructed view of a cariacture of a fox wearing a crown...a fox, by the way, who was a little misguided in his snootiness, considering the fact that he was drawn on the outside wall of a 35 year old beige colored laundry room, along side a "Clean Up After Pet" sign).

Having reached our newlywed dwelling at a very late hour and with another very long drive ahead of us, we quickly repacked...and began our star-filled drive into the night...

Scene fading from car whisking into the night...scene opening to the repacked previously corn flake-filled overnight bag sitting by itself on the bedroom floor in the newlywed apartment...the bag I wouldn't realize was missing until we were 5 hours away.

You gals know the type of bag I'm talking about...make-up, unmentionables, curling iron, toiletries...all the basic staples of newly married gals...way back when we were still shaving our legs...

We arrived in the wee hours of the morning, to check into our reserved room. The reserved room in our honeymoon package. The reserved room with the beautiful view of the mountains. The reserved room that forgot to include in its brochure description "every room complete with mini-bar, jacuzzi, and unknown substance-stained walls!"

It was shortly after we had spent 15 minutes discussing the pros & cons of staying the night in our 'honeymoon/shoulda had a big red "Quarantine" sign on the door' hotel room, that I asked Mark, "did you bring up my overnight bag?" Mark: "the one with the corn flakes?" me: "yes, but I emptied the corn flakes back at my mother's, is the bag still in the car?" Mark: with a look of confusion "you wanted to bring that bag?"

That night I slept on my coat in the bathtub.

Dawn of Day 2 of the longest 3 days of my life...

For our honeymoon, we had decided to go to a skiing resort near Reno, Nevada called Mount Rose. Beautiful scenary. Lakes, Alpine forests, snow-covered mountains, ski chalets...truly like a postcard. And on the drive up the mountain, it got a little stuffy in the car (Mark's beloved Corvette) and so I thought I would roll the electric-powered window down on my side. But then it got a little too chilly. So I thought I would roll the electric-powered window up. Pressed the button. Nothing happened. Pressed it again. Still no window. And after a minute or two of pressing the window button as casually as I could fake it, Mark says to me, "hon, could you roll the window up? it's getting kinda cold in here" I nervously giggled and said "teehee, teehee, it won't go up...teehee...teehee" (unfortunately I really giggled like that, I sounded like a deranged squirrel the first 6 months we were married)

At this point we were nearly at the top of the mountain, having driven on one curvy road for about 45 minutes. Mark found a small overlook area to pull into and tried his best to get the window up with the tools he had...a pair of tweezers and some dental floss that were at the bottom of my purse. But it wasn't happening. The window just wouldn't budge. So we decided to forge on ahead to the ski resort and take a chance with the window...after all the morning sky was bright blue with not a cloud in sight...what could happen?

Coming up...The Afternoon of Day 2 of the longest 3 days of my life...

2 comments:

Creations By Cindy said...

This is getten' better and better! Love your stories! Be blessed. Cindy

Carmen said...

This post was hilarious!! Can't wait to read more. BTW, thanks for your sweet comment! :)