The V.I.P. Motel

There used to be a crapola of a little motel in the town I used to live in.  It was called the VIP.   This is the truth.

It still exists but under a different name.

I always knew V.I.P. stood for “Very Important Person”.  Even as a child I knew that.  And I always wondered who would have their V.I.P.s stay at the VIP.

I remember having to stay there once as an adult.  Husband and I lived in a one bathroom home.  We were remodeling the bathroom and unfortunately could not get the essential pieces needed re-installed to prevent dire steps needing to be taken.  Those steps being:

1.  Farm out the kids to others.

2.   Husband and I stay at the VIP.

I was scared to death.  Never took my socks off.  Wore sandals in the shower.  And took my own blanket to wrap up in.   Took the bedspread off of the bed and put it over the scary looking furniture in the corner.

So whenever I hear the term “V.I.P.” I think of the VIP.

Interestingly enough if I had to use the VIP to store my V.I.P.s it wouldn’t be large enough.   I can’t single out only one V.I.P.  The meaning of V.I.P. has changed during my life time to Very Important People.  Of which I have an abundance, yet not one too many.

I have a Husband V.I.P.

I have children V.I.P.s

I have great children V.I.P.s

I have a Mom V.I.P.

I have sibling V.I.P.s

I have friend V.I.P.s

I have coworker V.I.P.s

I have neighbor V.I.P.s

Oh how lucky for you, I mean me, that my list goes on.

And what would I do without my V.I.P.?

How would my life be different?

Well, without Husband, Children, Great Children, Mom, Siblings, Friends, CoWorkers, and neighbors I would be…

Living in my house alone.

Living my life alone.

No one to sing poorly to or with.

No one to hug and kiss.

No one who makes my life complete just by saying “Mamo”.

No one to make me Cowboy Stew.

No one to fight with over stupid things that don’t matter.

No one to complain to about stupid things my siblings do.

No one to eat cookies with and dress up as Pirate Queen’s and warriors with.

No one to share the load at work.

No one to sit on the porch with and watch the traffic go by while we talk about the dances they used to attend, the life of raising our children, or the way things used to be.

There would be no life as I know it without my V.I.P.s.

Without my V.I.P.s  and no one to fill the VIP Motel….

Me and the Motel would both be out of business.

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34 thoughts on “The V.I.P. Motel

  1. Red says:

    This really does need a love button. You are so blessed by so many VIP. xxx

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  2. bikebrown says:

    The VIP was a scary motel when I was younger, but as an adult I’m sure I’ve stayed in worse. Life would be very different without our VIPs.

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  3. lexiesnana says:

    My VIP would be many people and right now the surgeon that is going to cut my knee open and make me a new one is at the top of my list.Yikes what does that mean?

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    • It means he plays a very important role in your life so he is at the top of the list of VIP’s in your world! I think our VIPs rotate around frequently. Some are set in our hearts forever. Some come and go. He’s here for now!!!!

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  12. viveka says:

    Colleen, this post pushed my loveable button – this is so brilliantly written and you’re so right, without our VIP’s our lives would be so lonely and sad. And I can see you pushed many loveable buttons .. so many re-blogs … love it.

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  13. WordsFallFromMyEyes says:

    Hey VIB (Very Important Blogger 😉 ) , I love how you said ‘crapola’ of a motel. That gave me the image immediately. But I think it is NOT worth paying for if you have to bring your own towels, and own blanket just to feel clean. Wow…

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    • VIB ( love it )

      Yes it was an experience staying at the VIB. Funny, I remember back then I didn’t even want my kids there that’s why they went to other’s homes. We didn’t want to be an extra burden so we stayed at the VIP.

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  14. I love the story of the motel! I have stayed in several like that when we were young,*translate broke*! I have many VIPs in my life as you do. The people who’s blogs I enjoy are some of them at the top of my list! Thank you for being one of my VIP’s! 🙂

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  15. Beautiful. As usual.

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  16. Such a great post! I was trying to figure out who made you Cowboy Stew! I love Cowboy Stew so when I referred back to your list of VIPs I kind of surmised that you were going in order so it must be your Mom….but this kind of thinking is really making me wonder who you are dressing up as Pirate Queens and warriors with….it’s your friends or coworkers right??!!! haha!!! Even if it’s not it gave me a great visual anyway so don’t burst my bubble!

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  17. Irish Katie says:

    I have never heard of the VIP….but if ever in my travels I see on I will NOT be staying at it.

    Now … as for dressing up like a pirate queen…or rather as you mentioned, ‘No one to eat cookies with and dress up as Pirate Queen’s and warriors with.’ … please tell me that is hubby…omg, I know you don’t mean HE dresses up as O’Malley … but the image….haha.

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