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.