In my almost nine years of weekly blogging, I wonder if I ever told you about Husband’s and my honeymoon.
Did I mention we spent our first night as husband and wife at the C’mon Inn in Thief River Falls and the next day drove to Winnipeg where we spent our second night in the honeymoon suite at the Radisson, but at $290/night we couldn’t afford to stay longer, so we moved to the Best Western for the rest of the week? Did I say we ate so much delicious food at Homer’s, The Marigold, The Gourmet, The Terrace Club Dining Room (overlooking the racetrack at the Assiniboia Downs), Victor’s, and the Old Spaghetti Factory we had no choice but to belly up each evening in front of the TV? Did I tell you we had accidentally chosen a week in the Canadian city when not much was going on except for the Fringe Festival (of course we checked it out), so one day we paddled a rented boat at The Forks for thirty minutes, and another day we drove to Grand Beach to sunbathe even though it was chilly? Did I happen to mention our Best Western was under construction the whole time, and jackhammers drove out any of our hopes for afternoon naps? Do you recall I tried to nap one day anyway, but Husband’s long, steamy shower set off the fire alarm, forcing him out of the bathroom au naturel and sopping, and he jumped onto the bed, and while bouncing, waved a towel at the shrieking detector in attempts to silence it? And did I tell you how that didn’t work, and maintenance had to come to deal with it, but nothing about that event or the other mishaps that week changed how we felt about each other?
Well, there you go.
Leaving our wedding, changed into our honeymoon clothes
Wonder how I remember all the crazy details in my story? Thanks, diary from 1992!
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