The Case of the Missing Glasses

I called Steve at work this morning to check on how his day was going, and I could tell that he was in a crabby mood.  When I asked him what was wrong, he responded with a very stressful, "I can't find my glasses!"

I asked a couple of question on when he last wore them and tried to calm him with "well, they must be in the office, just retrace your steps and ask the office staff to be on the look out for them."  I  figured that he must have set them down somewhere while talking to someone and walked away without them.  I knew he'd find them eventually.  Turns out I was right, and we got a good laugh of WHERE we found them: on my mother's face!  My mom, bless her heart, is still--at age 74--working for Steve.  She had been in his office earlier today and was admiring his sunglasses.  Without realizing that her own glasses were propped on top of her head, she took Steve's reading glasses as she was leaving the office...thinking they were hers.  When I came in later this morning to bring her some lunch, I noticed that she had on a pair of glasses that looked A LOT like Steve's missing glasses.  When I asked about it, she reached up to take the glasses off and look at them, then saw her own glasses sitting on her desk!  We had a pretty good laugh and quickly put Steve's glasses back front and center on his desk.  As I left the office, I patted myself on the back and exclaimed, "My work here is done!"

Breaking Free

As Madi and I drove into St. George at midnight, I turned to her and said, "You know, if we got up at 5:30 in the morning and drove to the beach, we could be there before noon..."

Ahhh, Laguna...I just can not stay away.  I've been land locked a little too long and just needed to squish the sand between my toes, feel the salty breeze on my face, hear the roar of crashing waves and yes, even watch the cute surfer boys brave the cold water and do their thing.

It was a fun, quick, SPONTANEOUS road trip, but I had a great accomplice:  thanks for throwing your hat in, Madi!

First

A Day for First

Steve and his little biking team just rode 500 plus miles from Salt Lake City to Las Vegas in the Saints to Sinners Relay and they placed first as a mixed relay team AND set a course record! (27:40)  I'm so proud of him and his team!

On another note, I rode my first 50 mile bike ride, and it was great!  We even had a group of inline skaters drafting behind us for at 15 miles, and Am bought a baby swing from a garage sale at the park that was our half way point.  She joked with me that I could have it when I have my first grandchild...haha, still a while to wait.  Later that day, Markelle, Madi, and I had a very nice lunch at The Blue Lemon in Salt Lake, I got to talk to Kelsey for about in hour on the phone, and Ashley/Giselle put "coon" tails in their hair.

All in all a good day.