Sometimes I can’t stop sarcastic comments from coming from my mouth. We were walking through the airport in Madrid after 20 hours of traveling, missing a night of sleep, and the normal joys of airports when a friendly passenger looked down at the guitar I was lugging under my arms loaded down with a stroller, carryon, and car seat, and said, “You must play guitar or something?”
And I couldn’t stop myself…
“No, I just like to pack my clothes in a guitar case…”
At least we both laughed about it.