Heading to DC to speak at a certain conference. Guess which one? In solidarity with the bloggers who will be there I am going to try my very hardest to post every weekday between now and then.
This means two things
- I will have more content with lower quality (makes me feel so American)
- I will expect you to give me a hard time if I don’t stick to it. So this is a reader participation kind of thing, yo.
My early adopter ways do not seem to be limited to technology. (That 3-d tv DOES have a super crisp picture despite the fact that VT has zero 3D channels.) When Oliver put on shorts and a t shirt with vest in hand, and Leo had long sleeves and jeans (no socks as a nod to September status) I decided that cords, a long sleeve shirt, a turtleneck wool sweater AND a down vest was the best choice for this morning. I tend to pick my clothes based neither on forcast, nor current temp, but rather what I think OUGHT to work for the day. There was a crisp goldness to the view out the closed window that screamed sweater weather to me.
And sweat-er I did.
Standing in the school halls after drop-off chatting with a friend (whose 4 year old daughter sweetly perched on her hip without a peep, gender stereotypes be confirmed) I removed the vest first and began picking at my sweat-er neck more and more furiosly. Finally the conversation derailed completely to note my apparent desire to adopt both winter and menopause early.
As a side note to the side note I think overheating might be third in the long list of things that make me impatient and grumpy. Here is a draft list:
- Low blood sugar.
- Dog hair on everything (although that may be a sympton not a cause)
- Wool plus down on sunny 75 degree day.
- Religious services in languages I don’t understand.
- Hockey. (sorry babe)
2 thoughts on “Blogalicious…sweat-er”
Love your posts Miss Anna, however, I would trade hockey for football in a freakin’ heartbeat.
This posting daily has become really nice for me and now it’s Thursday and there is no post. Since you asked us to keep you honest, WHERE THE #$@% IS MY THURSDAY POST?!?! Is that what you had in mind?