I let her sleep in, despite the fact that all night she kept using her ass to push me all over my queen size bed. I'm nice that way. But at the crack of 9 am I got my revenge by waking her up. It was time for a bagel and some heavy duty coffee.
I had so much nervous energy pent up by the time we were eating that I was bouncing my knee. Not a good sign as I will have to sit in my car for about 5 hours round trip this afternoon. I declared that despite her intense dislike for anything resembling exersize that I needed at LEAST a mile walk along the resevoir before going home. We didn't even make it that far, and she stopped like every 5 minutes. Yeesh! how is it possible that we're related?!
On an odd note, as we arrived at the head of the hiking trail music caught my ear. Bagpipes. Seems that some strange man was practicing his bagpipes at the edge of the resevoir. My guess is that his wife makes him leave the house to practice. No way I'd let that racket go on inside a house. Not that I'm opposed to bagpipes, but it's not exactly what you expect to hear outdoors at a hiking trail at 10 am on a sunday.
Now I'm biding my time until we get lunch and head out to Napa. I made another executive decision and told her we are stopping by the cancer society shop in Napa before she goes home. She rolled her eyes at me and pretended to tolerate me.
Tell me why I had kids?
