If last night is any indication...

This is going to be one very long weekend. Currently enroute to CT for A.J.'s Grandma's 106th birthday celebration. No that wasn't a typo. Grandma is amazing & up until December had been living on her own in an apartment. Unfortunately she fell a few times and is now in a rehab/nursing home and will con tinue staying there. So as happens once or twice a year, the Gray Goose is making her voyage up the East Coast. Game plan was to leave at 8 last night and drive to New Jersey, stay in a hotel then finish our trek today. Left at 10- not surprising, with all kids loaded in the car, me wedged between Josie and Jimmy in the backseat, mother-in-law in front so she can talk A.J.'s ear off. Ride up 95 went smoothly, kids slept. Get off NJ Turnpike and after driving back and forth on some random highway, having to take a right turn to go left(what is the reason for that, NJ?), finally arrive at somewhat decent hotel where we've stayed in the past. Though the restaurant connected to the hotel has now become e a Hooters(hmmmmm wonder why A.J. chose this hotel??). A.J. Gets us rooms and he and his mom take the cart of luggage to the rooms. I wait in the car with the kids(oldest 3 all now wide awake and way too excited to be staying in this hotel). Josie who is in the process of learning to read, sees the Hooters sign and starts pronouncing it out loud: "hoo...". Just then a cop car speeds up to the entrance of the hotel(no lightson, but the cop is quickly jumping out and running into the lobby). Two more cop cars zoom in from other direction & those cops rush in after the first guy.. Kids are even more excited now. I am trying to stay calm, lock car doors. But in order to do this I have to turn the engine off because the Gray Goose's sensor locks are very sensitive. A.J. and his mom finally come out and I yell "is it safe?". A.J. says it was just some drunk guy...he later tells me the cops had actually been busting the guy with a prostitute...on our floor.