C and I decide Sunday is a great day for a hike. C and I are forced to admit our ideas of "hiking" and spending time in "nature" are not necessarily the same. This is a nice way of saying C was a bit cranky. . .'cause I'd never ever be cranky.
C and I realize sometimes you can take different paths and still come to the same place (that place may or may not have been C was cranky.)
Hiked Catoctin. Another National Park. Felt very important being so close to Camp David. Was just waiting for some Secret Service Agent to tell me I was too close to something important. . .
Sadly, C and I don't make nearly as much of an impression as those two ding-dongs that crashed the dinner at the White House.
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