Home for the Holidays?

Turns out mother’s computer is shut down with a virus. Or as us bloggers at savemethecall like to call it…”amnesty”.

You know how I was in the dog house with my mom for a while. Well – you know how you get OUT of that dog house? Tell her you’ll take her to NYC for Thanksgiving!! [AFTER clearing it with Rita, of course. Of course.] Now THAT’s a great idea. [all comments re: my mother playing me like a cheap violin have previously been submitted, thank you very much.]

All I have to do is find a hotel room. Do you know how many Euros it costs to rent a hotel room right now in NYC – four. That’s right. If you speak Dutch, you can stay in NYC for the equivalent of an hour’s pay. If you are from Nashville, TN, you can stay in NYC for the equivalent of a small house in your neighborhood. Honestly – after calling to check on hotel rooms for Thanksgiving, I just wanted to scream at the operator…I don’t want to BUY the hotel room, just stay it in for a day. Not even the whole day…just from like 10 p to 10 a?? Holy cow. Maybe John McCain has a condo there I could borrow??

Plan B was Hilton Points. But do you know how many nights you have to stay in a Hampton Inn to earn a stay in Manhattan? 2007 is a decent start. Oh wait. I.Did.That. And I STILL don’t have enough Hilton Points. I have determined that Hilton Points have the inflationary value of some African nation’s currency. You think they’re worth something when you earn them…but when you go to spend them…you find out they’re worthless.

Someone has to explain to mom why we’re staying at a youth hostel.