We just returned from a great vacation. It's always refreshing to get out of town. Truth be told it is an serious extra effort taking two little ones, but we survived. And, I think they had fun. We've decided it was the trip of the "poop". There will be more to come on that. I just thought I would share a quick story from the trip and then I'll post pictures later.
To make a long story short, we had to get tickets to see the ruins in Mesa Verde National, Park. So, I headed into the visitor center to purchase some Thursday morning. So there I am among geezers buying my tickets. The park service lady (in her late forties to early fifties) asks to see ID with my check card. So I pull out my license and hand it over. This is where we took a serious trip downhill. She takes my license and looks at it and then immediately looks at me with this strange look. Then she continues to do this at least three more times before she says, "WOW! You must of had a really good day at the DMV. Are you sure this is you?" I'm thinking, "Holy Cow! Did she really just say that? How do you respond?" And then I want to say, "No I stole someone else's license so I could buy three dollar indian ruin tickets." But, instead I politely say, "Yes, I must have had a good day that day." Then she hands back my license and continues with my purchase. You would think she would realize it might be the time to hush, but instead she says, "I don't mean that you terrible now or anything, it's just usually people's eye's are closed or their head is tipped funny, you know?" So, now I'm feeling a bit defensive and I say, "Well ma'am, I have been camping and had a few kids since that picture was taken, so I probably do look a bit different." Still really trying to be polite at this point. Oh, and did I mention that she doesn't have the most quiet voice either and there is a line of about 20 people behind me. Then she has the nerve to say this, "Can I see your license again please? I really need to look at that picture again." Now the three other park service employees behind the counter are looking at me as well as the 6 geezers at registers with me. I'm thinking, "You have got to be kidding me." I wanted to run out the door at this point, but she still hadn't given me my tickets yet, nor had I signed my receipt slip. So, I pull out my license again and handed it over. Then she says, again, "Wow! That really is a great picture, I still can't believe this is you!" Keep in mind, she is giving me the up and down look over and over while saying this. Finally, she gives me back my license and my tickets and I bolt for the door with the geezers staring and wondering how I look in my picture. I'm still in shock about the whole thing. I can't believe someone has that little tact. Actually, I can, but I can't!!!! I never wanted to be one of those mothers who "let themself go" so, I guess I'm going to have to work a little harder to get back to "license status."
PS. Here is the picture that started it all. I really don't think it's that great, but apparently some do!!!