May the Packing Begin... Early

Yes, it's still two weeks away.  Yes, I may be jumping the gun, but if you were a Texas girl who thinks Fall is a cute nickname for the end of summer, you would be concerned with the reports of an average of 30 degrees in November in Scotland, too.  The suitcase is borrowed and  sits in the corner looking very intimidated as I pile bulky sweaters and coats next to it.  The real challenge of packing is the shoes.  As a tall-ish girl I have had to endure size 9.5 shoes most of my adult life.  When I see my feet they don't look that big, but when I see my shoes in that ever shrinking suitcase it makes me shake my head and wonder what kind of freaky vitamins my mother fed me as a child to produce such a giant.  

Anyway, there is one thing I will not be short on, scarves.  A couple of years ago scarves came back in style in Texas.  We like to pretend it's cold here in order to convince us that Christmas is coming.  So, everybody got scarves. For Christmas, Birthdays, Saint Patrick's Day.... I love scarves but there comes a time when your suitcase looks at you with those bulging, silver zippers and says, "You've got to be kidding me."  In an effort to preserve room for other clothing besides my neck, I will be wearing as many scarves on the airplane as possible.  This might be quite a scene since it will be August 24th in Houston on the day I board the plane... Maybe I will take more of a squirrel approach and use available pockets, socks, Allen.  You never know what will happen.  

I probably won't bore you with the details of my packing, but I needed to post my first blog to get things going on here.  I will do my best to keep it interesting, entertaining, light-hearted, and the most like Erma Bombeck as possible.  :)