Cheryl and I have been enjoying a three day weekend in Chattanooga and it has been great. I love the area and there is always so much to do and see .. and eat.
This is how it came about.
Several months ago, I was invited to speak at a choir retreat for Ridgedale Baptist Church in Chattanooga. The date was for the Friday night before our anniversary on Saturday and this seemed like the perfect opportunity for a mini-vacation. Since I had no plans for our anniversary (when we were dating, I was thoughtful) .. does that count?), the timing couldn't have been better.
I pitched the idea to Cheryl and made it sound like this was something I had been planning for months. Our son, Drew, lives in Chattanooga, so that made it a "no brainer" (a term often used to describe me .. or was that just "no brain"?). She was in.
When we arrived at the Marriott on Friday evening, I suggested a swim might be refreshing and relaxing (Cheryl doesn't know about the speaking engagement, remember). As we are heading to the pool, I casually mention that I would like a newspaper to read. I tell her to go on and that I would be down in a minute. That's when I drove over to the retreat, spoke (by the way, I found that lost notebook I mentioned a couple of entries ago .. it didn't help) and returned to the hotel.
Since this took about three hours, I had to make up a long story about how the gift shop at the hotel was out of newspapers and how that forced me to drive to a local convenience store, and how I thwarted a robbery attempt and had to wait for the police to arrive, yada, yada, yada ...
I'm pretty sure she bought it.
Trust is the foundation of any good relationship.
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