I just got home from trivia with my best friend of, oh, 25 years or so, her Mother-in-Law that we all just call Mom or Momma V, Kyrstin, and her girlfriend, Christal. We only stayed through two rounds, but we won the second round with a perfect score!
The fact that we were home prior to 10 o’clock on a Friday night doesn’t mean we’re old. Not at all. We’re just tired. and cold. and yeah, okay, maybe we’re getting old.
The wind tonight on my ride back and forth, as I use the scooter of whee for anywhere within its battery power, was rough. When you live on a peninsula, a small one at that, the wind off the water will blow you around. By the time I got from start to finish my hands were frozen.
Frozen because my dumb ass can’t find my gloves. I can’t find them anywhere. I have looked all over the house, everywhere I thought possible and no sign of them.
This bodes so wonderfully for a day when I’ll be out in the wind and weather all day.
Tomorrow is WinterFest, Santa’s Parade, the lighted Boat Parade, Downtown Colonial Beach’s informational meeting and I have to be at all those things. The first starts at 9 AM, then they pile up one after the other.
I have learned though that I don’t have to stay the whole time through all activities. I’ll go for the parade, grab some cute kids waiting for Santa shots, then come home until it is time for the boat parade.
In years’ past, I have just stayed out through it all, then come home exhausted and freezing. Tomorrow, I’m going to come home.
I will come home to charge batteries and warm up. I will come home to use the bathroom as handicap accessible port-o-johns suck. I will come home and….
Who am I kidding? I know better. I’ll get distracted by taking pictures of cute kids and that will be it.
Oh well, happy day two of Holidailies. Time for me to get some sleep.