Um - let's just say if your mother was named after ---->and you were named after your mother,
you might just want to use your middle name, too ...
Congrats to Cathy, Kate and Katie - all three figured out my little riddle and instead of drawing for a prize winner I'm just going to give a locket to each of them - the Partridge family mom trivia was so obscure that everyone deserves a prize for that one!
This is Not a Real Whine, Really
Anyhoo, hubby and I took a little unplanned road trip this past weekend and I realized just how bad a certain someone's memory has become.
me (reading mapquest printout - yes, we have a GPS, but it is even less trustworthy than mapquest) - okay so we are on this road for 120 miles and then we take exit 27
hubby - ok
hubby - (10 minutes later) you said exit 14?
me - no, exit 27
hubby - (7 minutes later) how long are we on this road?
me - until exit 27
hubby - (20 minutes later) that was exit 29?
me - *crickets*
It is not an exaggeration to say this scenario was repeated at almost every road change - I am not sure what this means - but this is getting scary since I am counting on his memory to make up for the ever increasing gaps in my own ...
And, even though it was just the two of us in the car, once a mom always a mom, so in addition to sunscreen (yes, the zinc kind), I brought hand sanitizer, wet ones, tylenol, band aids, paper towels, tissues, a box of teddy grahams and grapes - because "we need to eat some fruit".
So, I learned from this trip some important things:
1. When the road signs in South Carolina say 65 mph they actually mean 65 mph2. How to talk with a mouth full of teddy grahams
3. Where to get three cases of diet pepsi for $10
4. GPS will always let you down - BRING A MAP
5. The same man who always instinctively knows when he is facing north, west, etc (yes, even when blindfolded and spun in a circle - I've done it) - cannot remember one road or exit from the next and can no longer be counted on to NOT GET US LOST
6. I have set up my life so that Every Single Thing needs to be done by me and I need to change this SOON or my head will explode
(we actually saw some evidence of the exploding head syndrome on our road trip and I am certain these animals had set up their lives to do everything themselves and were unable to delegate and had no one to delegate to and so were forced to make that final trek across the highway themselves - it did not end well for them)
road trip print by Dolan Geiman
