Sliders

As I was doing my Pre-Travel Freak Mode Dance, I had to try on all the summer clothes I had dragged up from my basement. It's a good thing I didn't trust them to still fit. Many of them simply fell off me when I tried them on. That is all I needed - Hey, let's go for a walk on The Strip now that we are in Las Vegas - and can I borrow your suspenders? I dubbed them Slider Clothes and put them right back into the basement. Losing weight is a great thing, but it does have repercussions.

Packing was not a pretty sight. I finally took my sleeping pill for the night and went into a sedative/hypnotic state and packed whatever seemed right. At best, it was entertaining the next day to see what I had packed and thought would be appropriate.

Anyone want to make a guess as to what they got me on this time at the airport? I had 3 ounces of Absinthe in my baggie. Nope, they were not interested in that. That is a good thing, since it is legal. No, this time the stateement was, and I kid you not, "Ma'am, we were checking out your paperback book." What, you never saw one before?? No I don't say that, I tell them thank you and would you like to hit me again, please, sir?

Flights so far have been rather uneventful, other than my suspicious library book. The trip has been great. The weather out west is generally something to be relied upon, as long as I remember that once the sun goes down, the temps drop very fast. I did get caught outside in the dark walking just when the wind decided to kick up, but all was well in the long run.

I left ST behind at the airport to return home and I came on to Scottsdale, AZ to visit a friend to have some special girlie time. ST asked for lots and lots of pictures, but I had to explain that it wasn't _that_ kind of girlie time. He got over it.

My dog sitter search became quite frantic when the nice girl I thought I had all lined up was eliminated from my trusted dog sitter list. It was quite hairy for a while, but I managed to hook up with a lovely retired tax assessor who asked questions and took notes. What more could I hope for? The dogs loved her and I felt confident. The nieces will fill in the rest of the time, other than the one afternoon the child was assigned to cover.

Just to rub it in, I texted her a picture of the half-sized Eiffel Tower at Paris in Las Vegas. I haven't heard from the child since.

The first day I put on my brand new, unbroken in Rocket Dog flip flops and took off walking for 10 miles. My feet expired at 8 miles, but I dug in and made it back. I ended up in the pool area with my feet happily in the hot tub while I sat and read for a while. Ever see a blood blister on a toe? Not very pretty. The next day wiser thoughts prevailed and I wore a brand new pair of Birkenstock sandals for 11 miles. No problem. Well, unless you consider some basic aches and pains to be abnormal. I don't! They generally pass by the following day.

I might end up with some pictures to post, but so far I don't have any that would be approrpriate. Maybe I can snag some tomorrow at Sedona. If I can't, that means I left my camera behind.

As far as the walking I did last week on one orthotic because I rushed out of the house without paying attention to what I was doing, my foot is fine. It was a little painful for a few hours, and that was pretty much the end of that. I hope not to make that same mistake again.

I packed six pairs of shoes. I only carry a carry on bag and a pilot bag. I can shove my purse into the carry on. I am good. I am very good.