Cleveland 911!

Well, I have decided that I might as well take the plunge, and why not today? I will start with a little story that took place on the eve of April 11, 2007. As most of you who know me know...I HATE to spend the night by myself! I've really never been alone much in my life. My mom wouldn't even let me stay by myself when I was in high school. My friend Elaina would have to come over and stay with me, even during the day! So then I move to MSU, and we all know there was never a moment of alone time there….right Beast and Mims. Then it was straight to married life. So, consequently, staying by myself is not something that I am accustomed to. So back to my point, Wednesday night Travis headed to Cleveland, MS to do a show at Delta State. I remember his calling me around 12pm, but I’m not exactly sure what he said. I know he said something along the lines of, “I’m in Cleveland….Hampton Inn.” Well, Maggie starts barking and won’t go back to sleep. I get scared and can’t sleep either. So, what should I do? Call Travis and tell him that I can’t sleep…that makes sense because he can remedy my problem from 600 miles away I’m sure. Well, no answer….try # 2, no answer…..try #8, no answer. So, I call what I thought was the Hampton Inn. “Hello, thank you for calling the Comfort Inn, Cleveland, this is Odessa, how may I help you?” Wait a minute, I thought I called the Hampton Inn….that was the number on the internet. Well, Odessa informed me that the Hampton Inn had moved a mile down the road 2 weeks ago. Strange to me that they wouldn’t take their number, but that is another blog entirely. Odessa assured me that no Travis Wolfe had checked in and was nice enough to call every hotel in Cleveland for me. No Travis Wolfe to be found. Yep, I was worried. I assured Odessa that my husband was not doing anything wrong. He wouldn’t be hiding from me. I think Odessa was getting the wrong impression of my sweet Travis. Anyway, after several phone conversations with Odessa and Nathan at the Hampton in, I called my mom and dad. I was frantic. So, we did the only thing we could…..Dad called the Cleveland police. To make a long story a little longer, I finally found him….he wasn’t doing anything wrong, so don’t set your Tivos for Divorce Court. He just couldn’t hear his phone. He had gone to Delta State to help set up for the next day. He COULD NOT BELIEVE that I had called the police. That may sound a little insane, but come on…if you are reading this then you probably know me…and you shouldn’t be surprised. The funny thing is, earlier that night Travis couldn’t find me, so he sent our neighbor over to check on me. We have a crazy kind of love I guess. Well, I better get back in my bubble. My mom wouldn’t want me to stay out for too long.