Everyone needs a Melanie
We’re headed to Missouri to meet up with our friends Bryan and Melanie for a long weekend. The problem is our friends have just returned from a very long vacation and are still recovering from travel fatigue. Clay and I are in the thick of work, school, house project, animals…you know…life. So, the conversation I’ve been having with Melanie over the details of this weekend are pretty funny.
Melanie enjoying her enormous treat from Ted Drewes this summer.This was also the weekend that she broke her foot and kept walking around on it wearing high-heeled flip-flops.
I’m certain that the only thing we really need to pack is booze and chocolate. Booze for Melanie, chocolate for me.
Here’s the email Melanie sent me in its entirety, it was too good not to share. If you don’t have a Melanie in your life, you need to go find one.
Well at least you had a goal of intending to take a shower. I didn’t even add that one to my to-do list for the day.
How about snacks? I’ll bring almonds, hummus and broccoli, some chips, and s’mores. Can we have s’mores every night? I like s’mores. I like chocolate. I also like those cheese curds you bought last time from that Amish store. I didn’t like the pies though. Please do not buy their pies again. I will be tempted to try them and they will taste bad. I think we need an ice cream cake from Dairy Queen too. Are you bringing your dog? We are bringing a dog with us. I will also probably bring a whole slew of wrong items. We are going grocery shopping on our way down and we usually end up with an odd assortment of stuff like cereal boxes but no milk, smokies but no bbq sauce, and pork steaks but no breakfast items. It just depends on our mood as we walk down the aisles and at what point we decide our cart is full before we’ve made it all the way through the store. I’m hoping to hit the alcohol aisle first. Don’t tell anyone, but we bought Isabelle a shot glass from Cozumel because it was really cute. My second aisle will be the candy aisle. It’s all about priorities. I will buy all the candy my heart desires and I will justify it because I know that Clay will like it all even more than I do. When we get to the cabin, I will hide it all from the children. I will put it up high. Where only, well, never mind. Maybe I’ll hide it down low. This is a problem. Where can we hide the candy? I’ve seen our children all together. A full bag on candy deflates within seconds. It’s almost amazing, if it wasn’t so depressing that all the chocolate is then gone.