The Trouble with Bathroom Accoutrements

Of course you can imagine that we have guests who show up every year like clock work and quite often several times a year.  We love these guests because they feel like family coming to see us.
The following guest blogger Rusty and his wife – Beth – are just such guests.

“When we arrived at Wayfarer Lodgings, we found that our toilet paper holder was taken apart. The rod was sitting on the sink ledge. There was a conspicuous absence of the bathroom product. All we could figure was that Iris was experimenting with a new way to encourage guests to pay upon arrival. No pay-no paper. Since we always pay soon after arrival, this was not a problem for us. Neither of us were dealing with urgent biological issues. We strolled over to the office, paid our due, and requested a couple of rolls of toilet paper. Iris wasn’t sure whether she should be horrified that she had left the situation for us to find, or pleased that she had discovered a way to encourage guests to pay upon arrival.As an aid to our friend Iris, we left two rolls of toilet paper purchased at the local supermarket on the kitchen table. Maybe she had mercy on the guests who followed us.

Rusty”
 

This is not the only thing I forget but it is one of the more important things I forget.  Sometimes it’s the coffee that gets forgotten, sometimes it’s the towels or the soaps but I forget to place enough toilet paper in the cottages most of the time.

I forget so often that Mike once told a guest “If she forgets again, she’ll be fired”.   That guest looked shocked 😯  He thought that he had gotten me into trouble with the boss.  Need I tell you that I am Large Marge in Charge?

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And for your amusement another TP story:

Christmas with Dorothy

My mother in law, Dorothy, has a quirky sense of humor.
A few years ago she decided that she didn’t want to deal with wrapping Christmas presents, instead she bought gift cards for everyone from a list that comes together at Thanksgiving. That is when a legal pad makes the rounds and everyone in the family writes down where they’d like to spend their Christmas money.

This year she didn’t want to go around Traverse City and purchase gift cards. Like wrapping presents, this was not fun for her anymore.  She decided to give something else.  Since she can’t keep a fun secret, she told me what the plan was way before Christmas (but not before I promised not to tell anyone!!)  and I am thinking that all of Mike’s sisters knew ahead of time too.

Here’s what she thought of:

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A washcloth

Wrapped around a little cup filled with

peppermint scented SOAP

The soap was made for mom by Jane Putney.  Her soaps are so very nice!

Inside the soap was the prize.  We were told to wash our hands often to keep the swine flu away and to reach the goal

There it was – the Christmas money 🙂

Wash our hands – indeed!  As soon as we got home, went to work with the sharpest knives handy and released the green goodness from its prison.

I told this story because of the comment Dorothy made regarding having to pay to get pulled out of the ditch on New Year’s Eve

Is anyone interested in hearing where she stores her Christmas tree?

Guest requests

This is what happens when you talk about your day/season to your family.  They will go and tell other people over dinner and then those people have fun with it.  I wonder if this could be classified as “Schadenfreude”.
The following email made me fall off my chair laughing   😀

Remember it is mid August – this year the season has been long and the special requests plenty…

“Good evening,
I do trust you can meet my needs. I require a cozy cabin for one night only, Friday, Labor Day weekend. It would be well if it has a hot tub, but if not I can bring my own. Do make sure to lay in a good supply of olive oil soap, please. I insist on 800 count Egyptian cotton sheets, preferably rinsed twice in aged balsamic vinegar and dried in the sun. My two pit bulls will be with me, but worry not, they haven’t bitten anyone but the mailman in weeks. –
How the heck are you, Iris? Rita and I hope to make it up there for a weekend in September. BTW, I just fed your long suffering sis-in-law. She managed, in her weakened condition, mind you, to consume several shrimp, an ear of sweet corn, a couple of tomatoes, a large NY strip steak, and a martini or two. Do you suppose I can write her off as a dependent?
Warmly,
Michael”

And here is my answer:

“Dear Michael and Rita,

Please do claim my sister in law as a dependent. It seems that she has consumed as much food as a Laotian family would need to survive for an entire year. Come, come and spend some time here, I need new material for the blog. Incidentally cabin 5 is available for the weekends of Sept. 18-20 and 25-27.
The damn laundry is being prepared for your arrival, I will see that we get the best champagne vinegar money can buy – balsamic stains  😉 “

What good is it all if you can’t have fun, right?  This was fun and after the day I had yesterday – welcome nonsense!