A Stow away, and ummmmmm

On our last trip, we went to Monterey. We went wine tasting. While we were at the shop, we sat and looked across the bay. It was a wonderful day. We each drank wine at the tasting, and then we each bought out own glass of wine to sip at a table by the big window. Before we left, we had to use the restroom. As we left the restroom, this scally wag was lurking on a nearby shelf, screaming for our attention. He finally caught Johns eye, and then John showed him to me. We decided we would come back tomorrow and see if he was still there.

 

So the next day, we stopped by the shop. Sure enough, there he was, waiting for us to come back. I bet he thought we were just saying that we would be back. John found him though, so I knew we would be back. I put my foot down though. If he was going to take up space in the car, he was going to carry a bottle of that really good port. then, when we got home, he has to guard it. So far, only John and myself have gotten into the port. I guess he wasn't really a stow away. And his little head comes off and a cork screw is holding onto to his body. So, now, here is the part i spoke of in the last posting. I said I brought something home from my surgery that was sort of pervy. I didn't notice it until I got home. It was sitting somewhere in the bedroom, and all of a sudden, i saw it for what it looked like to me on meds. I told John it looked like a big ole horsey condom. John said i was sick. I started laughing. I thought it was funny, so I couldn't use it if I had to. John kept it by the bed just in case i had to.

Guess what it really is? I bet some of you know, but to me it will always be a horsey condom. As if anyone could really do that. Its a barf bag. there is even little measuring lines, making it work as an animal condom too. lol. this was the pervy thing.