Anonymous wrote:
Anonymous wrote:You lost me at your disdain for Cracker Barrel. That tells me you don't have an open heart, an open mind, and good intentions. If you're not game for a trip to Cracker Barrel, you have a rattling marble where your brain should be, and a shriveled raisin where your heart should be.
OP here: I didn’t post about Cracker Barrel, that was a PP. I would have loved Cracker Barrel!! Better than three day old chilli!
About the house: they love on a big swath of land but on have a 4/3 house. ILs sleep separate, one room each for extended relatives, nowhere for us. Plus they have an anxious dog that barks every time a floor board creaks so I definitely am grateful for the hotel.
I remembered another thing: the peeing. All four men have bladder issues but they all pee at different points. I noticed this early on. We’re all ready to go, then one has to pee also we all wait. Then we’re ready to go again, another decides it’s best to go now before we hit the road. Then we wait. Then an hour later (almost to the city!) #3 has to go. Yesterday before we left I said (in a light, playful tone) let’s all pee now so we don’t have to stop! Because stopping means more directions and they don’t like to pee in gas stations, only nicer restaurants or stores. My husband later said that was very offensive to his relatives and him. I just gave up at that point. I stopped offering recommendations, stopped responding to uncle’s stream of consciousness, and stop trying to justify my google maps. Lol.