Saturday, February 6, 2010

Beware Geeks with Hats and Horses

We've had a great time in Santa Fe the last few days.  Tomorrow we are driving home, leaving somewhere before dawn shows her butt crack.  Although more snow is expected here in NM, we are hoping we can get on the road early enough to beat most of it. 

Wish us luck!

Brain fog must be contagious.  Hubby now has it.  We just returned from dinner twice.  That's right.  Twice.  We had to go back to the restaurant 10 miles north of town to retrieve Hubby's hat.  Yes, it's cold here; or maybe it's the thinning hair thin skin on the head.  Anyway, Hubby tells me after we are back in town and finished at the local supermarket that he has left Hat back at the restaurant.  I glare at him.  Evil Twin has to pee.  Sheesh! 

I ask him to drop me at the hotel five minutes away so I can pee.  I then push Evil Twin aside and tell him if he'll wait for me to pay toll on the margarita and umpteen glasses of water that I will go with him back to the restaurant.

Off we go.  We get to the restaurant.  Hubby gets out and walks towards the door.  He is back quickly and is laughing.  Hat was inside his jacket against his back and he had just noticed the sensation inside his jacket as he got out to walk to the door.    Ha!

Earlier, when he took his jacket off at the restaurant, he placed it on top of Hat on the back of the chair.  When he put it back on, his jacket scooped his hat and he didn't realize it.  UBER-GEEK!

He had just laughed at my brain fog from yesterday.  I have short arm disease so my reading glasses must accompany me EVERYWHERE.  I had them with me when we were skiing, wrapped up in my hat inside my pack.  Can you guess what happened?

That's right.  I "lost" them.  I looked in all the pockets of my pack, jackets, and ski pants.  No glasses.  I put on my hat for the ride back to town because I was freezing my lily white arse off.  I finally warmed up five minutes from the hotel and took off my hat.

I'm sure I don't have to tell you where the glasses were.

Yes, I was hoping other people would be the blog fodder but no such luck.  This picture proves it.


Yes.  My head fits in the nostril.  I wasn't quite tall enough to get my head inside of it.

I have missed your posts.  I hope to get started on the catch-up once we get back to Texas.

19 comments:

gayle said...

I know what you are going through...my husband and I are going through the same thing!

Quirkyloon said...

Hee hee. You really opened up to us in this post. You exposed much more of yourself than you ever have: "lily white arse."

Yee haw!

Ha!

otin said...

Nothing worse than backtracking when you end up finding out that you didn't need to do it in the first place!

Collette said...

It just means you were meant for each other...lol! There is a car commercial on tv where the man loses his sunglasses & they travel back to all the places they've been but he doesn't find them till he has to put on his hood when these bats come flying out of a cave he peeked in. Of course, the glasses were in his hood the whole time. Glad you both found them & that you'll be home soon! (((HUGS)))

Mrsblogalot said...

That would be a great caption picture!

Brain fog is contagious or genetic. I always get them confused (-:

ReformingGeek said...

@gayle - Sometimes you just have to laugh!

@Quirky - Hee hee. Before long, there won't be any more secrets.

@otin - Oh well. Bonding time, right?

@Collette - Yes. We both thought of the commercial and laughed even harder.

@MrsBlogAlot - I thought about doing a caption! Thanks.

Lauren said...

Ha! Short arm disease. I have that, too. It's frustrating as hell but not as frustrating as misplacing your glasses in your hat or forgetting that a hat is inside the back of a jacket. Btw, I once put my car keys in the refrigerator. I'm thinking (hoping) that i was pregnant at the time. Don't feel bad about misplacing your glasses. Welcome almost back. Safe trip home.

honeypiehorse said...

Nice nostril hat!

Jean Knee said...

I always call it long arm disease cuz I need longer arms.

and you're the geek?

ReformingGeek said...

@Lauren - Thanks. I will probably be putting the cat in the refrigerator soon.

@Honeypie - Thanks. It looked to be a bit heavy.

@Jean - I do have long arms. They help compensate but I need bright light. ;-)

Deb said...

It snot safe to stick your head up a horse's nostril you know. I can't believe you did that without your hat on. Are those your glasses on top of the horses head?

Marvin D Wilson said...

Good to see ya back, Reffie. Hey you better be happy that horse didn't sneeze!

The Old Silly

ReformingGeek said...

@Deb - Hat? Where is it?

It snot. ;-)

@Marvin - Thanks. Hum....maybe that's why my hair felt so icky.

UberGrumpy said...

"dawn shows her butt crack"!

Ha - I'm showing this to my friend Dawn

Kate said...

Ha ha i love that the glasses were in your hat. I think brain fog makes us all better people occasionally!

Kate xx

ReformingGeek said...

@Uber - Uh oh. Poor Dawn, always having to expose herself.

@Kate - Absolutely.

MikeWJ at Too Many Mornings said...

It's great getting old and getting brain fog and short arm disease, ain't it? I hate it.....

Mary@Holy Mackerel said...

My hubby will never admit to having brain fog, but he has it worse than I do, and I am totally willing to admit it, because I'm better than him.

Fortunately, I do NOT have short arm disease, and since getting new contact lenses, I also no longer need my granny glasses. But I think that's gonna change again...not the arm length, but the eyesight.

The Constant Complainer said...

I am not joking when I tell you that this was one of the coolest pictures I've ever seen.

P.S. I know I've mentioned it a few times to you, but I'm a huge conspiracy theorist. I want to see you do a post live from the Grassy Knoll, RG.


"1.00s, 1.50s, 1.75s for the short arms. If you know what I'm talking about, you're probably old, too."

"Boomer brain fog: What was the last, middle, and first part of what you just said to me?"