So, for YEARS I have been a babysitter.  I remember my first "job"(other than watching my three younger sisters) was babysitting the boy down the street for $1 per hour and I thought I had struck it rich!  Needless to say, I have worked my way up over the years and have slightly increased from my $1 per hour.  Anyway...this past Friday night I was called to babysit  chaperone!!!  Not only was I asked to chaperone, but I was going to stay at a fancy hotel (in the penthouse suite!!!), have my dinner paid for at a fancy restaurant and order room service for breakfast!  WHOA!!!  

I arrived at the Hotel Florence around 9pm, since we all attended The Kings Academy graduation (Congratulations Dylan!!!).  After being escorted up to the Penthouse Suite, I was left with two Junior High girls under my loving and watchful care until 11am Saturday morning...  

These two girls took the bedroom with the queen sized bed and larger than life shower because there were chocolates left on the pillows.  Thats a good reason to me!  I found out, in the morning, that they had each taken a bite out of their chocolates, but not finished them...I finished them immediately...you gotta do what you gotta do...

So, I was left to suffer alone in the bedroom with two queen sized beds, huge bathroom and luxurious bath and my own flatscreen TV mounted to the bedroom wall.  Do you feel my pain yet?

The girls and I, after thoroughly checking out our new place and the balcony that overlooked downtown Florence, went downstairs and had dinner at Victor's Bistro.  Once I had finished off my spinach salad, full of craisins, apples, candied pecans and blue cheese, I enjoyed a perfect piece of salmon, some asparagus and potatoes to die for!  

Unfortunately, the restaurant was almost closing, so I HAD to take my orange flavored cheesecake with dark chocolate moose upstairs to enjoy with my coffee that I made in our own personal penthouse Keurig.  Of course, since it was a sleepover, we HAD to watch chick-flicks until 2am, while lounging on the huge comfy sofa that faced another flat screen TV, mounted on the wall over our personal kitchenette.  

We slept in until close to 8am and then ordered room service (from Victor's Bistro) for breakfast while we continued to watch chick-flicks.  

Wow...this chaperone thing really seems like my kind of job!!!  Please hire me!!!  In these extreme cases, I work for room and board (especially in penthouse locations).


  1. Oh how FUN! But I fear this means that our favorite babysitter just moved into a compensation bracket beyond our reach... unless The Murphy Institute -The Pleace for Less Than Perfect People and More Than Enough ER Visits -qualify as a penthouse...;-)

  2. No no...always affordable for my favorite boys:)