I realize I’m not telling you anything new. Some days are just better than others. Some days, you’re just not on your “A” game. You might find yourself down on your luck, or just missing the obvious and looking like a first class idiot.
Well, that was us on our trek home.
Unfortunately, my "idiot-ness" rose like a soaring kite on a windy Sunday way above Doc H's level of idiot-ness. Doc H's was cute, because it reminds me that despite all his diplomas, awards, and letters behind his name, he is just a regular, ole, imperfect human being, just like the rest of us. It went like this...
In the airport terminal, we got hungry and decided to hit up the pizza joint for a slice of veggie and a beer. Me... cheese and unsweetened tea.
I got the table, while he paid.
He brought the tray of food, settled it in front of me, made eye contact with me, and gave me a proud smile.
I raised an eyebrow.
Still smiling, he said, "I just got carded. I think you should post that on Facebook!"
I smiled back and obliged his request, posting the following:
Doc H asked that I share with all our FB friends that he was carded today at the airport. Apparently, he missed this sign at the cash register. I love my husband.
See what I mean? Cute idiocy at it's best.
Mine? Pure stupidity.
It's a longer tale... so tune in tomorrow for the rest of this story.