Tonya
02-16-2004, 02:25 PM
You will not believe my adventurous weekend. It was insane. I cannot believe how insane 2004 is starting off for me.
I'll start by saying that Mike's grandma is doing great. They took her off of life support and she's breathing on her own. She's on oxygen and weak, but she is eating and doing pretty darn good. I am sure that she'll pull through. And Mike's grandpa doesn't have phunomnia (sp?!) after all, he has bronchitis which he'll get over.
And now I have to say the city of Redding sucks a$$. I will never ever ever again set foot in Redding and/or a Motel 6. I was really tired, so I pulled off in Redding and got a hotel. Jaden said "Mommy, this hotel is ghetto...." I said "Oh, honey, all we are doing is sleeping here, we aren't spending any time here." How bad could it be?
It's a long story. But to sum it up the best I can, I was between five other rooms full of thugs. They were partying all night and loud. I have a really nice custom truck. They were sitting in the back of my truck drinking. Talking about how they couldn't believe my rims didn't have locks and all trying to guess how much money my truck was worth. I kept calling the front desk and they wouldn't answer. I would have done more, but I had my son with me, so I didn't want to stir up to much. Finally, a belligerent guy around 2am starts banging on my door saying "Hey, b!tch with the blings (referring to my rims), are you partying in there?! Let me in!" blah blah blah. So, I go to call the cops, but his friends grabbed him and brought him into the room, so I figured that was the end. But then, two of the guys get into a fight. I can hear it all because the walls are paper thin. So, I call 911. Then the front desk calls with an attitude and asks me why I called 911. We go in circles and he was being a jerk, so I hung up on him. So, then the front desk guy goes to their room and says "Hey, the girl in room 125 called the police on you." So the belligerent guy starts flipping out trying to get into my room to kick my arss. By then, I was packing my crap, just waiting for the police to come. Then, he starts slamming a trash can into my window trying to get in. Then the female with them starts trying to stop him, and he starts beating the crap out of her. The other guy was trying to get him off of her. So, I go to call 911 again. By then I was in a panic, so I accidentally dialed 0. The front desk guy answered and I go "Where in the #$^@ is the police?!" He says "Thanks to you, they just pulled into the parking lot." So, to make a long story short, there were 6 cops in my hotel room at 3:30 am. The cops helped me pack up my stuff and they (of course) arrested two of the guys and the girl. The rest of the friends were probably passed out in the other rooms during the peak of the drama. I was so mad that once I had my son in the truck out of ear shot, I went off on the manager and the girl. She was so drunk and telling me that I was lying and nothing had happened. She was probably normally a pretty girl, but she looked like she'd been to hell and back. I transferred to the executive rooms at the Holiday Inn. And never ever again will I penny pinch on a room.
Oh, and I got a ticket on the way home. And then I got to be the first one at an accident in the mountains in the pouring rain. The guys ran their Honda civic off of the road. Luckily, the trees caught their car. Otherwise, it would have been a heck of a drop. The car was totaled, but they were totally ok.
Whew! What a weekend. When is this luck going to quit?!
I'll start by saying that Mike's grandma is doing great. They took her off of life support and she's breathing on her own. She's on oxygen and weak, but she is eating and doing pretty darn good. I am sure that she'll pull through. And Mike's grandpa doesn't have phunomnia (sp?!) after all, he has bronchitis which he'll get over.
And now I have to say the city of Redding sucks a$$. I will never ever ever again set foot in Redding and/or a Motel 6. I was really tired, so I pulled off in Redding and got a hotel. Jaden said "Mommy, this hotel is ghetto...." I said "Oh, honey, all we are doing is sleeping here, we aren't spending any time here." How bad could it be?
It's a long story. But to sum it up the best I can, I was between five other rooms full of thugs. They were partying all night and loud. I have a really nice custom truck. They were sitting in the back of my truck drinking. Talking about how they couldn't believe my rims didn't have locks and all trying to guess how much money my truck was worth. I kept calling the front desk and they wouldn't answer. I would have done more, but I had my son with me, so I didn't want to stir up to much. Finally, a belligerent guy around 2am starts banging on my door saying "Hey, b!tch with the blings (referring to my rims), are you partying in there?! Let me in!" blah blah blah. So, I go to call the cops, but his friends grabbed him and brought him into the room, so I figured that was the end. But then, two of the guys get into a fight. I can hear it all because the walls are paper thin. So, I call 911. Then the front desk calls with an attitude and asks me why I called 911. We go in circles and he was being a jerk, so I hung up on him. So, then the front desk guy goes to their room and says "Hey, the girl in room 125 called the police on you." So the belligerent guy starts flipping out trying to get into my room to kick my arss. By then, I was packing my crap, just waiting for the police to come. Then, he starts slamming a trash can into my window trying to get in. Then the female with them starts trying to stop him, and he starts beating the crap out of her. The other guy was trying to get him off of her. So, I go to call 911 again. By then I was in a panic, so I accidentally dialed 0. The front desk guy answered and I go "Where in the #$^@ is the police?!" He says "Thanks to you, they just pulled into the parking lot." So, to make a long story short, there were 6 cops in my hotel room at 3:30 am. The cops helped me pack up my stuff and they (of course) arrested two of the guys and the girl. The rest of the friends were probably passed out in the other rooms during the peak of the drama. I was so mad that once I had my son in the truck out of ear shot, I went off on the manager and the girl. She was so drunk and telling me that I was lying and nothing had happened. She was probably normally a pretty girl, but she looked like she'd been to hell and back. I transferred to the executive rooms at the Holiday Inn. And never ever again will I penny pinch on a room.
Oh, and I got a ticket on the way home. And then I got to be the first one at an accident in the mountains in the pouring rain. The guys ran their Honda civic off of the road. Luckily, the trees caught their car. Otherwise, it would have been a heck of a drop. The car was totaled, but they were totally ok.
Whew! What a weekend. When is this luck going to quit?!