Back from a Meeting

I need to go away more often. When I was away for my two day meeting, BP & LP replaced a splintered window in the bedroom, fixed my clothes dryer, cleaned the kitchen, cleaned LP’s bedroom, and vacuumed the living room. The only thing that LP forgot was to clean Nesta’s litter box.
I had a good meeting, the catering was phenomenal, I had two martinis with dinner last night, we had a funny comedian as an after dinner speaker, and the hotel room was nice—it even came with a sleep kit including a relation/mediation CD, lavender linen spray, and earplugs.
When I go into work tomorrow I’ll have to fill out expense report/travel papers which I hate to do.

Note to Tree,
We had door prizes—one of which was a $25 Chili’s gift certificate. When they announced it I started singing, ala Michael Scott, the Chili’s commercial song, “Chiliiiii’s baby back ribs, Chiliiiii’s baby back ribs.” From across the room another woman chimed in with “I’ want my baby back baby back, I want my baby back baby back…” She came over to the table I was sitting at and asked me if I was a nut, or if I just liked The Office. Haha. A friendship was born. But, no, I didn’t win that door prize or anything else.