No sooner did I post the report on the kid wearing his Mom's Capri's then my wife and I took off to meet my family for coffee before heading back to Texas. We stopped at a Lighthouse to take a few pictures and buy some mugs (which I'll write about later). On our way out of the parking lot, who should we see but the reformed Capri wearer.
Good job, Sport.
In other news, Delta Airlines heard our concerns about the portly waitresses on the flight from Atlanta to Daytona and subsequently recovered with a svelte crew for the trip back.
I'll provide some pictorial coverage of our fantastic little getaway to St. Augustine in the next few days. If you hate the Travel Channel, ignore me for a week, but come on back once I get the pictures and the stories out of my system.
Is it showing off that you are thin and limber enough to be able to lift your legs up over your head and walk on your ass cheeks, or is it just a little unsanitary to demonstrate it on an airplane?
What a nice husband; I was going to ask him to rub my feet next, but the flight was getting ready to land in Cincinnati and we all had to place our trays into the upright and locked position...
