Mommy Quiet Time

Every Saturday, I get out for two hours.  All by myself.  Alone.  Usually I take the time to window shop, or do actual fun shopping.  But, this past Saturday I was a bit more tired than usual.  All I could think about was sleep. Sleeeep.  I just wanted to sleeeeep.  However, I didn't want to miss my two "Fortress of Solitude" hours either.  I decided to combine them.  First, I went to Caribou Coffee to get my small, caramel, cooler and then I found a spot in the parking lot under a tree.  I made sure all of the doors were locked and then I crawled into the back of the van and slept.  Good idea, huh?  Did I mention it was 90 degrees?  Even though I propped the windows open by a half inch it got really, really hot!  When I got home, Mr. Z said in astonishment, "Are you ok?  You looked feverishly flushed!"  I looked in the mirror and sure enough!  I was quite pink!  Hmmmm.  Maybe sleeping in the overheated van wasn't one of my more brilliant ideas.  But, hey--I don't always make the most level headed decisions when I am sleep deprived.  Thankfully, after a few glasses of water and a couple of hours of air conditioning I was feeling and looking normal again.  Whatever normal is!