So Jim and I reinstated our weekly "date night" that we stuck to like glue when we lived in Seattle. We wanted to support a local Sherwood coffee shop, but they all close by 6, so we ended up at the Sherwood Starbucks. At least we know it's good coffee! We had a nice, relaxing time together, even though the rain was pelting down sideways against the windows. Ah, Oregon...
This brings me to the next phase of events. We finish our coffee and Jim says, "Let's go over to Safeway so I can get some snacks for skiing tomorrow." I said that would be fine but then Jim added the words, "Let's just walk." I of course put up a fight, seeing that we might get swept away by the severe winds and torrential downpour, but noooo.
After much whining, I grumpily conceded to Jim's plan. Since I was wearing my glasses, I took them off so I didn't have to deal with streak-time USA while we shopped. This was my mistake. I tried to follow Jim as he sprinted - yes SPRINTED (thank you 6'4" man) across the parking lot. I was in a steady trot far behind him but instead of jumping over all the huge puddles that were sprinkled across the lot like he so gracefully accomplished, I landed right in the middle of every one, since I COULD NOT SEE WORTH BEANS! And then all Jim got was beef jerkey and pork rinds. I got soaked for THAT?!?!
Date night...fun times.