Being a Little Outdated (and Loving It)

I’m heading down South today, ya’ll.  I haven’t been in the South since college, so an adventure to Blissdom for a blogging convention is feeling so very sentimental.  Martin still teases me about the southern accent I picked up (and quickly lost)… which usually included me mentioning how “haaaawt” it was down there.

I still say “ya’ll” sometimes, too.  High school kids will LAUGH at you for using words like that around here.  I know; I used to laugh.

My down coat has kindly asked to stay behind.  I guess…. Same goes for my wool coat, gloves, and long underwear.  I guess…

You know what’s really cool about not buying new clothes for months and months?  It’s pretty easy to figure out what clothes to bring.  (I’m bringing what I have.)  I hope I’m not totally out of fashion.

No scratch that.  The last time I was in the South, I learned very quickly:  in the rural Rocky Mountains, we kind of have no fashion.  I’m still getting compliments around here for the tote I picked up back in college.  That tote is coming to Blissdom, and something tells me I am going to be waaaaay behind on the times down there.

I can’t wait.