When I relocated to Maryland, I thought that I'd left gloomy winter months and artic air in New York. I was officially below the Mason-Dixon line. I'd be getting away with light-weight, trendy leather jackets and stylish scarves - intended to compliment my outfit, not to warm my neck - in December and January. I didn't pack any winter boots that didn't have a 3 inch heel, because my days of piling on three pairs of socks and sloshing through thick, wet winter matter were over.
Today, it snowed. And I had no boots with traction or scarves that weren't silk and sheer. I could hear Baltimore laugh. I suppose, this is the "gotcha."
Monday, January 26, 2009
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