Saturday, October 24, 2015

WISE WITH LIP GLOSS

Driving by a random state police barracks in New Paltz, NY, my sister, who is driving, is applying fresh lip gloss.

ME:  What are you doing?

SHE:  Putting on lip gloss.

ME:  While you're driving?

SHE:  I still have one hand on the wheel.

ME:  But ... we're passing the police station!

SHE:  I know.  I want to look good for my mug shot.

Folks, this is why I love traveling with my sister.  She is wise beyond her her years.