Black Friday Starts on Thanksgiving – Pure Craziness


Warning Sarcasm is Plentiful in this post. 

I hear a lot of people grumbling about places being open on Thanksgiving. I did customer service for many years and this is what I have to say about this whole thing. If people didn’t feel like they could wait to go shopping and spend all their money, there would be no need to be open on Thanksgiving Day.

When store owners and big box companies see that they can make money because customers will come out and shop, then why are those shopping getting all in a tizzy? There wouldn’t be a need to be open if people would stay home and be with family.

An old custom of preparing Thanksgiving Dinner as a family has turned into going out to eat and who can get the best deals at any cost.

It use to be on Thanksgiving Day that you would maybe find a Walgreen’s open and an occasional convenient store. Not anymore! The almighty buck has won out and Thanksgiving is just another day. Around our area, I think most places are open as they normally would be. There may be the grocery stores closing a bit earlier, but still. I honestly do feel bad for those employees who have to work, because I have been there. I have had to be late for family dinners or not make them at all and hope that we can do Christmas as a family. I want to sincerely thank those who are giving up their Thanksgiving serving others instead of your own families. 

ImageOne year when I was still working at the grocery store, I had customer after customer come into my line and say how sorry they were to see that I had to work on Thanksgiving Day. Well! I think after about the 15th person saying that, I got a bit upset. I told one customer that if she didn’t wait till the last minute to by her stuff, then I wouldn’t have had to work on Thanksgiving. She gave me a stupid look as she left. Some people just don’t get it. It’s all about supply and demand, not feel good and warm fuzzy feelings when it comes to business. I do have to give Lins Marketplace credit though. They would only schedule you if you signed up to work. They didn’t force anyone to work. And they stayed open till like 1 or 2 pm. But if people would get their stuff early, there would be no need for all of the workers to be there. HELLO!

This is NUTS

Now, my way of thinking is this. If someone chooses to work, fine. But if they want to spend the day with family, then they should be able to. Around our house we eat in the early afternoon and then sit around doing nothing. I like the idea that stores are open. But I don’t like the idea of people being forced to work if they want to spend time with their loved ones. And actually there isn’t anything in the stores that I need bad enough to make someone work that doesn’t want to. Even here in Utah, where it is a very family oriented state, stores are open.

ImageWhen people say they are going to boycott the businesses that stay open for Thanksgiving, I don’t really take them seriously. Because each year more and more people are shopping on Thanksgiving Day. There are a few stores closed, but not many. So if people want to belly ache about Thanksgiving and being upset that people have to work, then stay home and be with your family. Don’t give the retailers another reason to stay open. I don’t see that happening though because greed wins out over family anytime of the day.

I took this picture at last years Black Friday at the Walmart in Bloomington.

Last year my daughter and I did Black Friday on Thanksgiving night and NEVER AGAIN. It is like watching a pack of wolves fighting . It was horrible and NOT worth it. Why people do it, I have no clue. Last year people were ran over with carts, police called, people getting in fights and getting punched in the face. All of this so they can save some money and get the gifts they want to lovingly give to a child, family member or friend. If people want to risk life and limb, then go for it. As for me, if you are willing to do that for a gift for me, I say forget it. It isn’t worth the price! I don’t see the gift of love and giving when people act worst than a pack of wolves. Video from Walmart 2011–  Here is a video from California – 

ImageIf you choose to go somewhere to eat on Thanksgiving, most restaurants are going to be open . Places like Denny’s, Black Bear, Cracker Barrel, Golden Corral, Chuck A Rama’s, McDonald’s, Red Robin and I’m sure the list goes on. You won’t find Chick Fil A and In N Out open on Thanksgiving Day though, since they value family time. I would like to say one thing about restaurants. Most waiters/waitresses only make around 2.13 an hour and depend on tips. Show a little gratitude to them for having to work and serve others and could be missing dinner with their own families to serve other families. Tip them good and say thanks. I have known many that have had to work on holidays and they miss out on the joy of being with family so they can make a living.

I will provide you with some store hours if you decide to go shopping. You might want to call just in case. I’m just putting information that I found on their sites, but store locations might change them up…

Department Stores

Kmart– 6 a.m. – 11:59 p.m.

Black Friday: 12:00 a.m. – 11 p.m.

Old Navy– Thanksgiving: Over 900 stores will be open from 9 a.m. – 4 p.m.
Then, 700 stores will reopen 7 p.m. – 11:59 p.m.
Black Friday: 12:00 a.m. – 11:59 p.m.

Target– Thanksgiving: 8 p.m. – 11:59 p.m.
Black Friday: 12:00 a.m. – 11 p.m.

Staples– Thanksgiving: 8:00 p.m. – midnight
Black Friday: 6 a.m. – 9:00 p.m.

Sears– Thanksgiving: 8 p.m – 11:59 p.m.
Black Friday: 12:00 a.m. – 10 p.m.

Best Buy- Thanksgiving: 6 p.m. – 11:59 p.m.
Black Friday: 12:00 a.m. – 10 p.m.

Michael’s– Thanksgiving: 4 p.m. – 2 a.m.
Black Friday: 7 a.m. – 10 p.m.

J.C. Penney– Thanksgiving: 8 p.m. – 11:59 p.m.
Black Friday: 12:00 a.m. – 9:00 p.m.

Kohl’s– Thanksgiving: 8 p.m. – 11:59 p.m.
Black Friday: 12:00 a.m. – 10:00 p.m.

Dick’s Sporting Goods– Thanksgiving Hours: Hours vary, but some stores will open as early as 8 p.m. on Thanksgiving.
Black Friday Hours: Some stores will open as early as midnight.

Walmart will be starting its Black Friday deals at 6 p.m. local time on Thanksgiving Day, two hours earlier than last year.

Trip to Az- My Church

Since I covered Tombstone and Fairbanks in previous posts, I decided to skit to The Willcox Church of the Nazarene. 

ImageFor those who have been following my blog for sometime, you all know that at heart I am a Christian that was saved and had a life changed because of the Nazarene Church in this little once one red light town. 

My sister Joyce, Lisa and myself went to church and it is very hard to describe that feeling of coming home. When I walk into that little church in Willcox, I am taken back to when I was a teenager struggling with all kinds of things. I don’t want to really go into those things. But they are difficult and things that have long ago been forgiven. 

The alter I spent many moments at in prayer. You can tell where the varnish is gone that many others have too.

When we first drove into the parking lot, we were a bit early. So we went over to Pastor Harry and Dixie’s house. They have lived in the house that is next to the church ever since I can remember. They weren’t going to church on this Sunday since Dixie has many health issues. Even though she has her problems, she is set up in her chair, with her Bible and they are getting ready to have church in their home with each other.

I would hang out at their house a lot since things were calmer there and their daughter Diana was a good friend of mine. I would say back then she was my best friend. We would sing duets together and go on outings and such. There was a sense of calm and peace when I went over there. It was because of the Myers that I realized that my family life wasn’t normal. I loved my parents, but peace and normalcy was far from what my childhood was like. There came a point when I decided that I needed different role models and I used the Myers family as my role model. 

It was in this little church that I got baptized. I wanted to be baptized for years and years, but I finally turned 14 and I was eagerly waiting for it. For me that was the most important thing in my life. I knew without a doubt that Jesus Christ is my Lord and Savior. I knew He died for my many sins. When I was finally baptized officially, I was relieved. At that point, even though I lived where I did, I knew there was someplace else I belonged. 

Maddie Bennett

I do want to bring up sweet Maddie Bennett. She has passed away, but there is no way to go back to this church and those I cared so much about without thinking of Maddie. She was ornery and sweet at the same time. It is because of her that I write poetry and put my thoughts into words. They became a way of working through my thoughts, even when I never shared them with anyone. There were many times I would go out to Maddie and Dinks home. She is one person I can’t wait to see when I get to Heaven. 

After we left Harry and Dixies home, we went to church. Lisa felt at home right away. Some of the same people are still there after 30 yrs. There was this sweet little lady that came up to me. She was frail and needing help from her daughter. She looked at me and told me, ” I think I remember you, but not sure why”, I kinda chuckled under my breath when she said that. You see, this little lady is Mrs Carter. She and her husband owned Carters Drive In. I use to work for her years ago. Then she said, ” I knew I knew you, lol”. 

There was one particular couple that did bring a bit of sadness to my heart and that is because I went to school with their sons. Brian Addington was in my grade, but he had an older brother named Steve. I remember the battle that Steve was going through. He was the first person I ever knew that had cancer. Other kids got cancer and weird sicknesses in school, but with Steve it was real. He did end up dying. When his parents came up to me, it took me back to those times and the fears of them loosing Steve. I have wondered over the years how the Addingtons were doing. I guess they are living in the same house. 

Church finally started and the sermon was perfect. It was a sermon that my sister Joyce needed to hear. It was on how things happen to us and how those things are in the past. Don’t let them hold you hostage or keep you from being who you are meant to be. We need to forgive others and love others as Christ loved us. She came to church with a lot of heart ache and I pray she was able to get something out of the message. 

Now, me, I was trying to figure out how to take the alter home with me. As I sat there listening to the sermon, the things that came to mind was my past too. But they were things like how many hours I spent on my knees praying during our Weds night services. I thought about the revival where Cheryl stood up in the pew I was sitting in and shared her greatest fear of not sharing the Gospel with others and standing before God. She is asked what she did for Him, and she said. Then her friend behind her never heard the truth. This testimony became real to me. It’s because of this that everyone gets to hear the Good News. 

In that little church many lives were changed. Mine was just one of those lives. I will always think about my times there because God sent me there when I needed them the most. He knew I would find the one and true God. I always knew God, but I seen God in the lives of these people and my friends. When I think of being Christlike, I think of those in this little church and in my church now. 

St. George Community Church

I love my church here in St. George too. I think I picked out St. George Community Church because it reminded me so much of my little church. It was like coming home. They are a big family that shows love, kindness and sometimes a bit ornery too, lol. But the one think all will notice is that they are filled with the Love of Christ. They are awesome examples of how God can change lives and how He is ALIVE in all of us. All you have to do is accept Jesus Christ as your personal Savior. It isn’t too late. 

P.S. Lisa wouldn’t let me take the alter home with me, So I have a picture instead 🙂 

OMG- Our President is Spending Time With His Kids

Since I have been having one of those weeks, I might as well vent about the President too. Well not really the President, but those who think that it is horrible that he gets to sit down on the couch and spend father daughter time with them. This is just one of the many comments that someone said, “Must be nice meanwhile while he destroys the life’s of millions of other family’s”. I very much dislike talking politics and who is right and who is wrong. Who is a Democrat, Republican, Independent or whatever else someone may want to come up with for the day. I vote for the person not the party. Hmmm is there a actual party for those like me that read up on all candidates and don’t believe all the garbage posted on Facebook?


OK, back to the reason for my blog post. On his Facebook page there is a picture of him sitting with his daughters. And some of the comments are just plain old horrible. He may be our President and I may not like all he does. Which of course not one president did everything that everyone wanted them to do. But he is a father too. And his daughters should be sitting there with him. What in the world do people expect? He is human, he has a family and yes he is the President. He has his plate more than full. I guess if anyone that thanks they can do better and juggle making the world happy all the time, they should go sign up. That is a job I would never want to have because of all the hateful and mean people out there.

When I looked at the picture of the President with his daughters, I paid more attention to his daughter that is snuggling next to him and the joy on her face. All parents and children should be able to have that same joy. And kudos to him for taking a few moments out of his day to spend with his daughters, wife and dog BO. And Lord forbid he go on vacation like any other person. Now granted if there is a problem that can’t wait, then he should put it off a bit. I’m pretty sure though that his vacations are anything but relaxing because of all the cameras, security and who ever else is around trying to take over the world. If he is like any other workaholic and high profile worker, he is always working even when he isn’t. What we see in the media isn’t always what is really going on. I know that is a shocker to many that the internet may lie or embellish the truth, but it is true.

Yep, they are at it again… Hugging and Kissing in Public


I like the fact to that the President isn’t afraid to hold his wife’s hand or give her a kiss in public. Shoot, at-least he doesn’t have the whole Monica thing going on. He has no problem showing his love for his family no matter who is watching. And how people can turn a family moment like them having dinner together or dancing into a huge political battle is beyond me. We all are afforded the right to love others. We are commanded in the Bible to Love God and love our neighbors. I actually think our pastor mentioned that this last Sunday. I’m pretty sure he wasn’t thinking about Obama though, lol.

I’m not going to get into the politics of what he did or didn’t do. This blog post is about family and taking time for your family. No matter who you are or aren’t. Cherish your children while they are young. They grow up fast and before you know it you have 5 grandchildren that is approaching teenager years. Egads on the very thought of that.

Lisa’s Ordeal Wild Boars, Rattlesnakes and Driven to Drink

My friend Lisa, lol driven to drink

OK! Back to my Arizona trip with my friend Lisa…

I have to say that I seen sides of Lisa I never thought I would see. Not in a bad way though. On this trip it was nice to get away from all the daily stuff and get ourselves into all kinds of other troubles and predicaments.

Lisa and I each day went out exploring areas we have never been too before. From Ghost towns like Bisbee to someplace in the middle of nowhere. We encountered wild boars, rattlesnakes, cattle and bulls with huge horns. At the end of the trip Lisa was ready to hunker down in the nearest field and drink herself to oblivion, lol.

When we were up at Fairbanks to go see the cemetery the lady that watches the property instructed us to watch out for wild boars. We shouldn’t stare them down, just leave them alone. Now my sister and I both knew what they were. We lived in that area and didn’t think twice. But poor Lisa had no idea. My sister Brenda picks up a stick that’s about 3 or 4 feet long and it had a point at the end. Just in case, we would shew them away with it or at least one of us could get away.

The Stick

On the way back down, we lean the stick up against the tree, just in case anyone else needed a stick to shew away the wild boars. Now after Lisa figured out what they were, she let out this high pitch scream or whatever it is called and was wondering what kind of a wild boar would be scared away with that stick, haha.  When she realized what we were up against, she had little faith in that short pointy stick, lol

Wild Boars

When we first started off on the trip, I was filling Lisa in on what our trip might be like. I didn’t realize till the encounter with the wild boars that she thought I was exaggerating the whole thing, lol. That was until they ran in front of us.  Lisa knew at this point that there is no exaggeration on what to watch out for in the west. And the look on her face was priceless when she kept reliving the stick and how that was going to save her from wild pigs. It was the best laugh I had in a very long time. Lisa had this image of what a wild boar looks like. She thought they looked like cute little piggies, lol. If I was to have a drink in my hand I would have spilled it all over the place as I was about to die from laughing so hard. I told her what they were, but she didn’t get the idea till she seen first hand.

Rattlesnake Skin

After the wild boar incident, we then encountered two more rattlesnakes in the road. We would pull off the road and start taking pictures whenever we wanted. If there was a car behind us, they had to go around. But Lisa was not seeing getting out of the car after the wild boars and killing a rattle snake was not on her agenda either. Thankfully we killed them with the car and heard the thu thunk.

As we got closer to my parents house,  it was hard to contain ourselves on the whole Lisa and pig thing. But I pulled over to take pictures of the sunset. Lisa is still in the car refusing to get out. Then my sister Bren goes into details about the wild boars at my parents house.  The wild boars would go under the house and try to go through the floor of their trailer. She didn’t believe us on that one. Then as we walked into the house, my dad starts telling her the same thing. I was wishing I had my camera in hand on the look she gave and the UH HUHHHS, lol. Dad would go into how they come out at dusk and you will see them in the mornings. Which is true. Well, that just about did Lisa in, lol. She was not seeing going outside at all unless the sun was out and she could see. 🙂

Unrestored part of Gleeson, I think

After she came to the realization that she is in the west where there are ghost towns (Gleeson, Pierce, Tombstone, Fairbanks and so on), wild animals and rattlesnakes a bit of feat and need of the drink came to her mind.

When we first came to Gleeson, which is for sale for $65,000 the first thing we came upon is a rattlesnake skin. I told Lisa that if there is a rattlesnake skin there is a rattlesnake near by. The first thing she did was look down at her shoes, which were sandals and that’s what I had on too, lol. I’m sure some colorful word came flying out of her at that time. I told her to follow me and make sure to look ahead, listen for rattles and just be careful. By this time she isn’t trusting me at all. But she follows anyhow. The funny thing too is that there was literally hundred of thousands of grasshoppers all over and they make noises like something is moving in the grass. So she was freaked a bit I would say.

The dirt road that went somewhere. Good thing we were in Lisa’s SUV

After we went to the restored part of Gleeson, a guy told us that if we want to really see the real buildings that have mostly the foundations only or just the walls, that we should go down Ghost Town Rd. Which we did. We encounter all kinds of cool buildings and some that have been tagged, which is sad. It was getting dark this way and with neither one of us being from the area, we figured we should get back to civilization, if that is what you call it. We were on a dirt road and we decided that we would just keep going straight, We seen what was behind us, but not sure ahead. So here we go and hopefully we weren’t going to drive off the edge of a cliff like Thelma and Lois.

On that road we found many cows. No people, but lots of bulls, calves and all kinds of things that was trying to get us to play catch us if you can or stare down. We did make it to a black top road after a while and thankfully I knew what the power station looked like. We had to drive another half hour to get to my parents, but we were on black top and had only one other obstacle and that was the border patrol. Lisa didn’t like one of the ladies and said she was mean, lol. So we made it through the check point unharmed and not arrested. So all was good. Or according to me. For me it is just another day thing for that area and it is what it is. But to Lisa, lol It was a nightmare she is still reliving.

Driven to drink… Yeah, that is putting it mildly. After the hotel, wild boars and feeling like we were going to have to go and dig our own graves and bury ourselves, a drink was in order.

Parking in the Handicapped Spots- And NOT Disabled

I have been working on my Arizona trip, but taking a break from that today to post this vent and hopefully raise some awareness to handicapped parking. 

Illegally Parked

Today I’m at my grandson’s school to pick him up from school and was royally ticked when I got there and all the handicapped spaces were taken by those who have no placard or plates that are handicapped. This has happened a number of times while I have been there.

So out jumps mothers and fathers with phone in hand and running up to get the kids from school and then proceed to the vehicle. One lady is on her phone talking to someone next to her in another non handicapped person’s vehicle. While a few cars, myself included was forced to park all the way at the end of the parking lot, because there were no spaces to park.

ImageSo I was thinking to myself, “why would someone park illegally in a handicapped space?”

  • They are lazy, so they park as close to the entrance as they can so they don‘t have to walk and they don‘t care if they take up a disabled parking space.
  • The lady today was in such a hurry to get her child that she had the time to text and talk to those around her. Maybe in their mind being in a hurry is justified and OK… Tell that to the veteran or the handicapped person who can’t walk easily.
  • Maybe they are worried someone will scratch the vehicle and that warrants taking 2 spots of a handicapped space?
  • Wait, maybe they don’t see the big blue sign that says handicapped parking only or think it is just a suggestion. If they can’t see that on the ground and the sign, they should NOT be driving at all.
  • Let me see, maybe they know that nobody will ticket them and they can do what they want because they are special.
  • They obviously have money to throw away on fines in case they get caught. So $125.00 is a drop in the bucket for them. But then like my number 5 on my list, they know nobody is patrolling.

Sorry, I am being sarcastic on this, because I know I am. But also at the same time, people don’t get it. In order to have a handicapped placard or plate, you have to have a disability.

According to the Utah Motor Vehicle Division, this is what you have to do to qualify for a handicapped parking permit.

ImageQualifications for Disabled Parking

Individuals with disabilities can qualify for disabled person’s license plates, which are mounted on their cars in place of regular license plates, or disabled person’s placards, that are hung from the rear view mirror of their cars. These plates or placards allow the disabled person to park in specially marked parking areas that are convenient to the entrances of public buildings. The plates may be personalized.

State law defines a “disabled” person as one who:

  1.   cannot walk 200 feet without stopping to rest;
  2.  cannot walk without the use of, or assistance from, a brace, cane, crutch, another person, prosthetic device, wheelchair or other devices;
  3.  is restricted by lung disease to a specific standard;
  4. uses portable oxygen;
  5.  has a cardiac condition to a specific standard; or
  6. is severely limited in his or her ability to walk, due to an arthritic, neurological, or orthopedic condition.

Although many people, such as new mothers, people with minor injuries and others, can obviously benefit from the use of disabled parking privileges, each case must meet one of the six criteria listed above in order to qualify.

Certification of continued qualification and use must be provided every two years when requested by the DMV.

Plate must be surrendered upon death or inability to use.               

OK, now I’m getting off this topic because I can go on and on when it comes to this topic and being aware that the handicapped people need those spaces. It isn’t because they are lazy, out of shape or just don’t care. They would love to be able to park out on the north 40 and still be able to breath and not pay the price for wanting to go to the store or pick up a child from school.

I tried to find a video on handicapped parking for our state. But there is a good video from Pittsburgh that shows the problem and the stupidity of people.

Spending Time with Family- Part Twp of AZ trip

We got to spend some good quality time with my family. I have to say that I am happy I live in Utah, lol.

My friend Lisa (crazy redhead, lol) and my sister Bren. Bren has the colorful shirt and blond hair.

It was nice getting to spend some one on one time with my sisters and parents. I feel bad for them though because there is a lot going on around them. My sisters are helping my parents with doing things around the house and they are trying to make some extra money by doing cute bird houses and crafts for Christmas. I will include the link to their page for their things they are selling. There aren’t many opportunities to make a living in this small farming area that is by the border of Mexico, so they do the best they can under the circumstances.

We got to spend a couple outings with my sister Bren. We went to Bisbee and Tombstone with her. She doesn’t get much of a chance to get out of the house since she has no transportation to go anywhere. It was nice getting to see her have a smile on her face and enjoying the time getting away. She has had a rough go of things.

She had a blast just hanging out and doing normal things. When she is at home she helps my parents around the house and helps as she can. She did just have surgery and she is in my prayers that she has a speedy recovering and that she begins feeling better.

This guy was pretty cool. Gene Lawrence is 74 yrs old and is known as Cowboy Gene Lawrence. He is the most decorated Master Power lifter in Arizona. A three time world champion and holds dozens of world records.

My sister Joyce, Lisa and I went to the church I will always consider my saving grace. That place is the Willcox Church of the Nazarene. I think for Joyce it was a way to look back and put things in the past and go on. I wish the church was closer so she could go. She seemed to enjoy it and the message was one she needed to hear. And that was on how Jesus died for us on Calvary and He loves us. We have our stains and sins, but we can be assured that Jesus loves us and will always be there for us.

We drove past our old house and where my grandfather use to live. It is like Willcox stood still in time. I think for myself I have a problem with that because things and life are meant to progress, not be standing still. We are to move forward and not live in the past. And when I go there, everything is the same. Although I do love my little church and I wanted to take the alter home with me where I shed many tears during Weds night prayer meetings. Lisa said it wouldn’t fit in the car, lol. But I was taken back to some pretty difficult times in my life when I see the alter and I could see the place where I knelt at prayed. And my old pastor living in the same house and many tears shed around their dining room table. I will go more into this on another post.

ImageWhen sitting visiting with my parents, I did notice how time has caught up with them. Mom has a lot of pain and arthritis. She has trouble getting around. I would love to find someone that could go down there and help make the stairs to the front, back and my sister’s trailer safer. To me, it is an accident waiting to happen. Thanks to friends here I was able to take down some medical equipment for my mom and dad. My dad is having his share of medical and hearing problems. They are getting up there in age and are in their 70’s. But it’s not easy to see your parents having such a difficult time.

I have to say that after going down there I am more than grateful for the life I have. I don’t think I could do what my sisters do there. For the help they offer mom and dad, I thank them from the bottom of my heart. I feel sad for them though at the same time. Because I love them and want them happy, I wish they could find some sort of peace and happiness. Everyone should be able to have the freedom to enjoy life and be happy. And I don’t sense that there is much there. I was very happy to see the changes in my sister when they got to get out of the house and go to breakfast or lunch without having to worry about a time to come back. Even though they may have wanted to get home earlier that didn’t happen, lol.   

My brother is also down there. I didn’t see him much. He would come out of his room every now and then, but other than that, he was there but not there. He does have this grumpy dog that snarls at his bedroom door. My parents have some dogs and so do my sisters. I thought I had a zoo, lol. They have cute dogs though. My friend Lisa brought back two of the cats my parents had. I will have to post pics of them.

I think I will have to plan a trip down there again sooner than usual. With my parents getting older and it was nice to see that they were happy to see me and they were really nice to my friend Lisa.


Elfrida’s Bates Motel (Elfrida Lodge)

The window with a number of panes of glass is our room and Lisa’s bed is by that. The one piece of glass was replaced due to gun shots… HELLO!

 We arrived and conquered the traffic. We made it to Elfrida the night before and we are all checked into our hotel. It is called the Desert Lodge, but it should be renamed the Bates Motel. My niece and sister said it was nice and others have stayed there. I don’t want to offend them by this post because it has nothing to do with them. I guess the rooms they had people stay in were better than the ones we had. But this is our experience.

The Stairs

Lisa and I go back to the hotel after we leave my parents house. When we pulled in, we had to bring our stuff up a ton of stairs. OK, not a ton, but it seemed like it to us. The stairs was a disaster in the making. A couple of the stairs were broken in half and kinda jimmied there. The stair rails were coming out of the wall. If you touched it, it would come forward.

There was no light outside the open area by the rooms. So it was pitch black while we were walking up them. Once we made it to the room, we inspected it further and were not impressed at all. Actually, if we didn’t already prepay, we would have left. My sisters and my parents house has no room what so ever, so there wasn’t much of a choice. I think the next time we will drive the 30 minutes since we did a lot of driving anyhow. I think Bisbee is a good choice J

The line behind her is the main power line that goes from the street to the hotel. If you moved your had about 6 inches, you would be hitting the main power line and shock the bejibbers out of you… Not cool

The lady said there was a microwave and fridge. OK, I have to give her this one. The microwave and fridge was in a room that you enter before you go to your room. There were no lights, so you couldn’t see what you were doing. We attempted to heat up food, but that was hard. I was surprised and why I was surprised is beyond me is that they had no coffee pots. So we had to go get some. Thankfully there was a place that had coffee. Very small, but they had it. My parents also had coffee…

It may have been a good thing that they had no coffee pot since they had no cups. But then why would I expect cups since they never came to clean the room, bring towels or anything else>

When I went back to the hotel to hunt down the manager, there was a sweet little Mexican lady there. She tried to help me find the manager, but that was NOT going to happen. And I guess I worded things a bit bad. I told her if the manager showed up, can you tell her I am looking for her. And if that fire alarm battery isn’t changed and the chirping stopped I will take a baseball bat to it. That may not have been a good selection of words for the moment.

The one thing that both Lisa and I come to the conclusion is that we can’t eat like teenagers. We both were sick and not feeling good. Normally we eat around 6 or 7 pm for dinner. I think that is a normal time. But at my parents they have dinner around 3 or 4 pm…

Bathroom floor that you had to step over or fall to the bottom hotel room. That is not on my agenda of things to do at all!
I think this is the original toilet… I’m guessing the 60’s

As you can tell we survived, but not because of the hotel. I’m not too sure about a lady named Kim though. While I was in the bathroom, and how I heard this since there was no windows is beyond me. But this lady Kim and some guy were fighting and he told her that if she called the cops he was going to kill her. HELLO! This is not a good conversation while I’m in the bathroom or anyplace else. I left the bathroom while stepping over the floor area that was about to fall through and made it back to my bed by the grace of God. A few minutes later, I see lights flashing in the windows. All I could think was, you better watch out Kim, he is gonna be mad, lol. All of this is going on while Lisa is in her bed sleeping. I still can’t figure out how I heard that. Maybe it was because of the numerous holes in the wall leading to the outside. Hmmmm, what cha think?

So let me warn anyone that may be heading that way and thinking about going to Elfrida, sleep in the vehicle or drive 25 miles further to Douglas or Sierra Vista. You are taking your life into your own hands. Poor Lisa was  even driven to drink, lol. Not really, but she did have a drink… I have a picture of this, I just need to find it…