Wednesday, February 16, 2011

V-DAY Stinks

Travis and I are not the world's best people at celebrating... anything. Don't get me wrong, we LOVE holidays and we LOVE to celebrate things but we usually only get as far as planning. We never really live it our plans, or if we try, they just go completely NOT as planned.



Valentine's Day was exactly that.



I had planned to do the "14 days of Valentine's" but in an emotional meltdown because my husband is soooo nosy and I canNOT keep a secret, I told him my entire plan.-->Thus, ruined.



So V-day came, expectations had already been set to an extreme low and it turned out to be like any other day. We got up, went to school, came home, I worked until 8pm. Just before I signed off of work, the doorbell rang. To our surprise, we received a yummy box of specialty Oreos from "Larry, Linda and Maggie", aka: Mimi. We then realized that if Travis' parents were thoughtful enough to send us a sweet package, we could at least TRY and celebrate by going to dinner.

So we decided on a Japanese hibachi place and away we went. Dinner was nice. Expensive, but nice. We had a little show put on for us as the chinese man cooked our food, visited with the 2 couples that were sharing our table, and then I made the horrible mistake of going to the restroom.

As I got closer, a strange smell became increasingly awful. I opened the door to the restroom and immediately gagged. It was uncontrollable and would not cease. I had to pee so badly. I kept telling myself that if I pushed through the tears and the burning of my nose and throat it would be over soon and I would be able to use the bathroom. I closed my eyes and pinched my nose shut.

It still didn't help. I rushed to the sink, scrubbed my hands in soap- twice- and then ran out.

Turns out several others had complained about the horrifying odor but they couldn't figure out what was wrong. All toilets were clean and empty. Weird.

I went back to the table. Our server brought us our outrageous bill and we left. In the car, I went to put on some chapstick but as my fingers got closer to my lips I smelled something familiar. It took 2 more washes of hand soap and then a 3rd wash in dish soap for them to stop smelling like that horrible bathroom.

Needless to say- Vday stunk. Really bad. But the food was good :)

1 comment:

  1. That is so weird about the bathroom! I laugh about all of the weird situations or ruined expectations that we've had. The more they happen, the more I learn to laugh at them in the moment and find something to enjoy... still working on that one!

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