"Sleep tight, don't let the bedbugs bite!" We have all heard that phrase at one time or another in our lives but this weekend it took on a whole new meaning for some of us.
I didn't even know bedbugs really existed until I was an adult. I thought it was just something parents made up. Boy, was I wrong.
Kayla and I went on a women's retreat last weekend with my church. We stayed in a cabin that would sleep 40 people and there were 31 of us there. The cabin was beautiful.
I am not going to mention any of the ladies names because I figure they wouldn't want you to know they slept with bedbugs. So from here on out, all the names will be made up to protect their identities.
This trip was a church retreat so it was not just non-stop playing. Each night we had a speaker and devotional on Saturday morning. We all went and ate at No Way Jose's in Pigeon Forge, which was excellent by the way. We came back to the cabin and listened to our speaker for the evening and then we played.
We played "Catch Phrase" and "Apples to Apples," which both were fun. We stayed up until around 1 a.m. and finally went to bed. I'm not going to say we were loud but when I finally went to my room my roommates said, "Finally we can go to sleep."
We all gathered in the dining area the next morning for devotional and breakfast one of the ladies, who will now be called Bertha, said her bed had bugs in it. We all said, "What kind of bugs?" She didn't know. She said it might be roaches.
We all go upstairs and look at the bugs. After we saw them one lady, who will now be known as Agatha, said, "No, those are bedbugs. I watched a show about infestations last week and I remember what they looked like." So Bertha and her daughter Little Bertha were freaking out.
When we got back downstairs Little Bertha said, "What if they're in my hair?" Another lady, who will now be called Gertrude, said, "Don't worry Little Bertha, if they are in your hair they will just smother to death!" Little Bertha has very thick and very curly hair.
Another lady, now known as Beatrice, came in with a pamphlet that was sent to her when she booked the cabin. It said that we might see some bugs called clover mights and that they were nothing to worry about. Agatha still thought they were bedbugs.
We were all relieved until a little later on when a lady in another room found a different kind of bug in her room. Agatha looks up bedbugs on her phone and they compare them. Sure enough the first ones were bedbugs.
They called the office for the cabin and they sent over a "bug professional" and he confirmed it. We were moved to another cabin and the day was saved.
Bertha spent the rest of her time putting all their clothes in the dryer to kill any bedbugs that may have hitched a ride over but she didn't let that dampen her spirits. We had a great time.
I did some shopping for John Carter, ate a lot and got to know the beautiful ladies that I go to church with. It was the best weekend I have had in a long time.