Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Against God's Plan - Pt 6: Ruckus in a Motel

2 more days to our 10th wedding anniversary!!

I talked about my misconception that to be a good wife, we needed to rock the house twice a day in my post Against God's Plan - Pt 3: Bed Sharing and Other Things They Don't Tell You. My dear friend, Mommy Project, asked if I was serious. Yes. Completely. And she asked how we found time for that twice a day for 8 months.

We traveled extensively with Fly Guy's (my father-in-law) company for the first 8 months of our marriage. J and I provided ground support for the helicopter when they were out-of-town. Fly Guy thought it would be a good experience for me to see the country and better understand the family business. This meant we were on the road a lot, in hotels and, in the smaller towns, motels.

One time, in nowhwere Texas, we returned to our motel room from dropping the pilots at the helicopter after lunch. It was a hot, summer afternoon. About 30+ Hispanic cable company contractors were sitting around outside, playing cards in what shade they could find. There were at least 10 guys spilling out of the room next to ours. They stared pretty intently at us as we went into our room. Like we were famous or something. These men had been working away from their families for at least a month. I thought it was time to give them a production!

I enlisted J's help. I started jumping on the bed to make the springs creak. J grabbed the headboard and began banging it against the wall. Then I started in on the moaning. The moaning got progressively louder and louder and more intense. It was like a symphony. Me jumping on the bed and moaning, J banging the headboard and chiming in with his own guttural inflections. We would crescendo then diminuendo. Stop. And repeat. Those poor cable guys didn't know what hit them.


Heather Kay said...

Oh My Goodness!

That right there IS a best friend kind of thing to do!

Mommy Project said...

That is hilarious. You guys are too funny.

Shan said...

So funny!