I slept so nicely…. At one point, I panic-awoke, certain I had over-slept, only to realize it was a Saturday, so I could sleep in. When I finally did wake up it was 9:14. Scooped the kids outta bed around 10:30, dropped the pups off, then super-long Facetime with Olivia and the kids. I’m looking so forward to seeing them at Christmas.
“Where are we going?” Where are we going?” This continued incessantly for the next however-long. We stopped by Mary’s Pizza Shack in wherever-the-hell-it-is-town off the 80 and I was not impressed. Granted, I didn’t have the big balls, so maybe that was my first mistake. When we exited on the 680, it was decided that yes, we were going to San Jose, so the kids wanted to know where/why. I told them I would let them know where we were going as soon as we got to where we were going. Got that?
Finally, after 4 days of driving (where has my road-trippiness gone?), we got to our hotel, the Wyndham Garden and I told the kids we’d be going to a candlelit tour of the Winchester House. There wasn’t up-and-down jumping, but I knew we’d have fun. First, we needed swim gear and a family game, since all of that was left behind, so we headed to TJ Maxx, listening to Trap versions of Fairly Odd Parents, SpongeBob and Star Wars. When I’m in San Jose, I don’t fuck around.
We got to the Winchester House, many people standing around. Somehow – of course, I had missed the parking lot entrance, but it worked out perfectly as we were able to zoom in and snag a parking spot as someone was leaving. The tour guide of our group had a Riff-Raffish persona about her, as she spoke loudly and forcefully, scaring the small girl in our group. First of all, don’t take your kids to such things – they aren’t old enough to understand. That’s why God invented babysitters. Throughout the r
est of the tour whenever something “scary” happened, 5 or 6 heads turned her way to make sure she was ok. It was a cool tour, but we couldn’t see so much of this glorious house because it was dark… still, a fun Halloween event.
After, we headed to dinner – a Chinese food place with few diners and many waiters. Shrimp dumpling flying through the air (my bad), much laughter and many giggles. We have such fun together. I wish I could record all the moments we laugh…, but you’ll have to take my word on this. At the hotel, I noticed that the shorts I had purchased weren’t there, so the kids hit the hot tub while I sat out. Rats. Tomorrow, back home.
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