the local anniversary couple

We had a couple here for a few days from a few towns over, which means about an hour away in Alaska terms. It was their anniversary and they just wanted a few nights away from the kids and such. From the time they checked in to the time they left I think I saw them once. They did not emerge from that cabin. When they first arrived they asked if they could smoke in the cabin. They were disappointed when I told them they couldn't. I don't know what they were disappointed for. . . when I went in the cabin after they had left it smelled like they'd been smoking like chimneys in there with the windows shut. Jeesh! I'm amazed at how bad the cigarette smell was. Ever have to stay in a smoking room at a hotel? It was like that, and all in a matter of a few days. Stale ground in cigarette smell. You'd think they'd at least smoke with the windows open if they know they're breaking the rules. I febrezed like crazy in there today, so hopefully that will take care of it.
They also did something weird with towels. First off, they used a million of them. Secondly, they didn't use the guest towels. There is a closet right next to the bathroom that has a bunch of nice towels and facecloths in it, which is for guests. The washer and dryer are in that cabin in a closet off of the kitchen and there are some old seedy towels in a cabinet in there that I use for rags and things. Those are the towels they used. Weird. It's not like they couldn't find the other towels, either. They had obviously been through every closet in the house, as they found a fan to attempt to air out the ground in cigarette smell, they found a blanket I had tucked away somplace and they found the extra pillows which were in the same closet as the towels. People are strange.

Frenchy wanted to do something nice for them so we got them some chocolate and champagne. cheap stuff, but who cares, it's free and this is a cabin in the woods, not the ritz. A while back when Frenchy and I went to that auction in Anchorage she won some sort of date night package which was a gift certificate for something in addition to a basket that had wine, chocolates and two glasses. Frenchy doesn't drink so she gave me the wine. We were driving someplace, so she said she left it in my car for me. I was psyched to find that she left me the chocolates, too. Later on she asked me if I still had the chocolates because she didn't realize she'd left them with me. I told her she must not know me very well - they were got a half hour after she left. Since then she's been joking with me, asking for her chocolates. She also asked for the basket, which I was more than happy to give her because I think it's ugly. She kept forgetting to take it when she was here so I've just had it lying around. When I knew I had to make this gift for this couple I figured I'd just put it in the basket so it'd look nice. Luckily, the glasses that came in the basket originally were champagne flutes (the dufus that put the basket together originally put a bottle of red wine with champagne flutes) so I just stuck those in, too. Well, of course Frenchy came down that night and finally remembered to ask for the basket. . .
I assumed they wouldn't take the basket, so I thought it'd be okay. Boy was I wrong. They took the basket and glasses and stole a mug while they were at it. Maybe it's a good thing they didn't find the good towels, they might have stolen them, too!
I don't know why I assumed they wouldn't take the basket. The whole thing was a gift, but I wasn't thinking the basket was a gift, I was just thinking the gift would look nice in the basket. In my mind it was just a vessel. If I had put it on the table would they have stolen the tablecloth? I should have known. I probably would have taken it, too. Then again, no. I don't really like baskets.