And the Next Thing I Knew

... I was in Mexico.


No, really!  I went to pick up Mad and Fynn from Grandma and Papa's.  Decided to nurse Fynn for a few minutes before heading home.  Next thing I know, I'm wearing a sombrero, holding a margarita, and there's a donkey over in the corner.  Serapes everywhere.


So yes, I opened my eyes and said, "Margaret, I just went to Mexico.  Would you mind if I lay down in your bed before driving home?"


And I wonder why I'm getting dizzy spells.