After my late night of partying at Tribeca, I wasn't really in top form to get up early Saturday and drive to Charlotte for the Lakeside Winter Celebration. But I did. And I made my friend come with me. Misery loves company.

I'm almost embarrassed to write this, but being the calendar gal, which means usually being in three different weeks at any given time, I'm giving myself a break. One mess up in a year and a half is forgivable. The first clue was the parking lot: empty. So then we drove to the bath house where a big sign posted on the building assured us it was where the Polar Plungers would be convening. We parked, got out of the car and asked the man walking his dog if this was indeed the place. Yep! But, not until tomorrow, Sunday, which if I'd bothered to even read the sign, not to mention read my own calendar, I would have seen. Oh well! We were out, and went to breakfast.

That's when we got the idea to go see real polar bears, so we drove over to Seneca Park Zoo. The polar bears were out and playing "catch me if you can." Apparently, the couple had been separated for a while as a form of birth control and were recently reunited. The guy just kept following the gal around in the same big circle while we wanted them to go swimming. Finally, both of them took the polar plunge!

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