...down across the border.
Disposable diapers (which we bought to make the trip easier, theoretically) have a horrid, pungent, perfumey odor that permeates everything, especially when in the close quarters of a vehicle, and made me gag repeatedly. Ugh -- I can still smell them now, even though we're back.
Cell phones don't work well if you accidentally back over one with your minivan.
Mexican coca-cola comes in these lovely little glass bottles and is made with real sugar instead of corn syrup and helps calm a dodgy stomach caused by breathing too many disposable diaper fumes quite nicely.
I bought two cases of it to bring back home.
Juniper bushes, while ordinarily a lovely, green addition to the desert landscape, are NOT your friend in late February/early March, when they release billowy clouds of pollen and cause your poor, pg, immunosuppressed body to sneeze uncontrollably. Achoo!
Gorditas are food of the gods. Really, truly. So are strawberries and cream paletas (Mexican popsicles.)
Travelling and staying up FAR too late can turn you from being a mere 9 1/2 wks. pg when you start out the day to looking 17 mos. pg by the time you go to sleep. Amazing!
3 days of intermittent car travel is just enough time to get 12" worth of a newborn pair of longies knitted.
I have neither any ideas nor any desire to cook dinner for my family tonight.
That is all. How was your weekend?