OK. Which house is it again? Oh, the 27 pound comforter is on me, that must mean its Trish & Jeff's today. Yes! The good coffee, Grampy style. There are not many nights I sleep in my own house anymore. In some kind of strange way it is liberating for someone like me, who is so structured, to go and be free from the ties of a house. In another way though it is really hard for my soul to always be off somewhere with no home. I like to nest. I like to paint the house and have pictures and other small accessories out but it is really nice when those can be mine and not the property of the staff. From the Hotel Mom to the Hotel Auntie there is nowhere I don't stay at least once a month these days. It is nice in a way to think, 'who has to wash the sheets when you never sleep in them?'
It can be exhausting to travel around so much that when I do get back to my own home it is so nice just to crash out. Since this weekend is another away, we're at hotel Auntie until probably Sunday. The package at this hotel is groovy and flexible on your number of overnights depending on the crowd involved that weekend; it comes with dancing to Oldies 103.3, painting ceilings, Chinese food, moving furniture, ducks, coffee anytime of day, and chillin in pj's. Each "hotel" I stay at has so many fun amenities it is better to spread around the love and stay in a lot of them. In a manner of speaking you understand.
They have built their own eco-system here in the backyard with the number of ducks that have come to get fat & happy in the creek out back. Getting fat is courtesy of the hundreds of pounds of corn they're being fed by the proprietors Auntie & Uncle every day. Little ducks everywhere are screaming "Tell your friends!" "They'll feed you too if you don't poop on their heads as you fly over the house man." I have some pictures of the duck feeding from this morning but unfortunately they lie in my camera so you'll just have to imagine what it looks like for Auntie to be out by the snowy creek with a white bowl full of corn, tossing handfulls out to the100 some odd ducks at her feet, anxiously awaiting their breakfast. It was kind of magical in a way. Auntie must be the Duck Whisperer. Not to mention the bunny, dog, bird, well, really all animal Whisperer.
Good news too, there is no more smoking allowed in this Hotel anymore, the ceilings are now painted and beautiful. Been fun hanging with G&L this weekend too, don't really get a chance to connect with them a lot and L & I are probably going to try to blend our skills to give each other a hand with business stuff. She loves to paint, I love to faux so it is a no brainer to hook up and work together so neither of us have to do what we do not enjoy in the process. Cool!
Well it is back to the weekend of fun and food again. See. I keep trying to tell everyone we're all bears hibernating in the winter but no one listens.