Open sky and a glimpse of spring on the skyline, we could have attempted what ever we wanted that time, but what else would you want to do. Plenty of time, an easy few days before of us and a lot less to worry about, now that Jerry had rounded up the little ones from the casa for us. So, off we went into the big blue sky.
Just one item remains, where were my Ray Ban aviator sunglasses? Wendy, have you observed my shades? No honey, I haven’t. Where did you observe them last? I thought they were in the inside pocket of my parka, but plainly there not. Dang! Ok, no necessity to get bent out of shape here. I recall seeing them in the console of the truck then I thought I put them in their case and then in my jacket pocket.
Hmmm. Ok, the Jeep. I’ll be right back sweetie. Ok. Wait a minute honey, don’t you have a another in the plane? Yeah, but there not my favorite ones. Ok. It will just be a minute. Ok. Keys, there they are. Glove box? Nope. Console? Ah hah! Man, I must be getting old. Oh well. These are the most stylish designer aviator sunglasses I have found. Well, they look great on you. Thanks babe.
Go ahead and get in, I have to scout the plane. I know babe, how many times have we done this already. Sorry, habit. Ok, everything looks great. Alright, how do I do this again? I’m joking babe, just joking. Ok, here goes.