Being Tired Makes Everything Funnier

This morning I recalled a memory from our family trip to attend Jake's BCT graduation.  We left Maine on a Monday morning REALLY REALLY early...I think it was 3 or 4am... and drove basically non-stop until we were just outside of the Virginia Tech area.  Honestly, I can't remember the exact name of the town, I just know that we stopped near where the school is located.  

There were 8 of us traveling in 2 cars all day only stopping quickly for bathroom breaks.   We arrived at this LaQuinta and checked in to our 3 rooms.  We were all starving and tired.  The thought of getting back in our vehicles and going to find food somewhere just seemed completely painful.  

The hotel advertised a "full menu on-site restaurant"....hmmmm yaaaaaaa, nope!

This very wonderful front desk clerk when asked bout the "restaurant" came from out behind his counter and unlocked a nearby door.  A door that I would have believed to be going in to a closet of some sort.  He preceded to usher all 8 of us.  We entered this room that appeared to be the size of one of their guest rooms converted to a "restaurant".  The floor was a tile covering, the walls painted a dark red, and it was fairly full of these cute little black bistro style tables and chairs.  

Our family sorta all at once busted out laughing!  We were being guaranteed great meals in this little cramped private dining room with nothing more than a closet filled with a mini fridge and microwave.   Due to all of us being exhausted we found every little thing about the room, the menu, and the "one-armed paper hanger" worker to be extremely hilarious.  

We joked that how special we felt to be in our private restaurant.  We joked til the food came out.  The food was awesome!  We were all very pleasantly surprised at what that front-desk counter person could create from frozen entree's and a microwave :)  

It is a silly memory, but a memory we all laugh about to this day.  That funny story we all have to share and look back on as part of our adventure to Fort Jackson.  I think I have a pic of the "restaurant"....

From left to right are:  My mother, (Nana).  Back to is my oldest son, Mike.  My father in law, Bill, (Pa) and my mother in law, Karen (Grammie).  

I hope today you are filled with fun happy memories of time spent with your own family.
Sending you, your family, and your Soldier lots of love and support,
Faith