Mother’s Day Brunch. Funny story. The Asylum ordered a couple of hundred roses so each woman at lunch could have one. Well, apparently the roses arrived last night and the person who received them at our front desk gave all of the roses to an unknown resident. For no apparent reason. You just have to laugh.
Today’s trip planning – figure out what to wear. Especially after getting an email that announced “The hotels we stay at on this tour have a dress code of smart casual.” “Smart casual”?
If I could figure out a single pair of shoes solution… That would help. But I don’t see this happening.
I came home from Norway schlepping 20 pounds. I would really like to keep it to 15 pounds. And no. Wheels wouldn’t really help.