We've been to California and back and survived. We went home to visit a week ago and had such a great time seeing everyone and getting to see the mountains and the coast and visiting with both sets of family and all the old friends!
Here is a story for you, from our last day at home, when Jason and I went down the coast with his family and visited Mount Hermon and Half Moon Bay.
After we ate lunch at a park, we drove back to Mount Hermon (a family camp/conference center) to use the restroom. I went ahead of Shellie and Julie (Jason's mom and grandma) and reached the bathroom first.
I saw the men's room door, passed by it and went into the second door down the hall. I went in and thought, "Hmmm...this is a little less classy than I remember the bathrooms being up here." Thinking nothing of it, I went into a stall, yada yada yada, came out.
"Strange. Why are there urinals in the women's restroom? Very odd. Wait....oooooooohh!"
I got out of there very quickly and not a moment too soon because that was when Shellie and Julie came around the corner. I don't think I ever would have lived that one down from them.
And may I say.....why does a bathroom need two doors, set quite aways away from one another? It just creates problems.
So there you go....Liz embarrassing herself again. I just thank God that no one else was in the bathroom.
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