Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Club Med

We may technically be homeless but we've checked ourselves into an all-inclusive in Glen Ellyn. Breakfast, lunch and dinner are cooked to order. Rooms are spacious, beds are comfortable and the rate can't be beat. Ella's Lolo and Lola are the most patient inn-keepers for these weary travelers.
I must admit, it's pretty weird to be sleeping in Jerry's childhood room. His sleeping chambers were of course off limits when he last lived at this address. While claiming some space in the closet for our belongings we ran across an old wrestling singlet, a Debbie Gibson cd and quite a few pictures documenting Jerry's mullet. This is why I married the man. Can you blame me?

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