"What are these?", Meego asks, looking at the contents of the shoe box.
"Those are my foot jackets", I assert.
"No really. What are they?"
He was looking for a shoebox to use for a school project and, mainly thanks to Wolfgang's and my running addictions, we have a pretty good shoebox collection. I keep a few around for the random school project or small thing storage necessity. Like my foot jackets.
Anyway, eventually he found an empty one and transformed it into a suitable sarcophagus. And my foot jackets remained comfortably stored in their temporary tomb.
It reminded me that soon, the temperatures will be foot numbingly cold, so I should enjoy the nice weather now. So I did. I had some errands to run and a decent block of time... okay, I really just wanted to go to the art toy store.
It's not far from our home, but it's at a major intersection that recently underwent a major face lift. Access by bicycle was questionable. Today was good a time as any to figure this out.
It was really just a joyride under the disguise of research. I figured out the best route, but purposely took the long way. Took the long way back home too. I got some pretty pencils and fun paper too, because, to quote my advanced shopper mom, "Shame to go all that way and not have something to show for it".
And really, I was feeling a bit out of sync after the morning's traffic. Both June and Bike Lady had to employ their defensive skills to accomodate separate red light runners. I really wish people would make sure they were awake before they drive off in their cars.
And it was an enjoyable and successful mission. I feel back in traffic alignment, and the afternoon elementary commute went much smoother. Additionally, my joyride was good training for a new toy that Magnum spent the weekend researching and we now anxiously await the arrival of.
Watch this space for my complete review once we test it out. In the meantime, minds out of the gutter please.