When I woke up on Saturday morning it was pretty nice out and I decided it would be a good idea to sit outside with an iced coffee at Starbucks.
But by the time I was ready to leave, the weather had changed and the cute sundress and flip flops I had on weren't going to cut it. So, I threw on some jeans, a long-sleeved tee and a hoodie and kept the flip flops.
It was a little cool sitting outside, but not bad.
A while later a man wearing sweatpants and a short-sleeved tee walked by noting my choice of shoes and places to sit.
"You must be a native!" he laughed.
And I've only been back a year...
But by the time I was ready to leave, the weather had changed and the cute sundress and flip flops I had on weren't going to cut it. So, I threw on some jeans, a long-sleeved tee and a hoodie and kept the flip flops.
It was a little cool sitting outside, but not bad.
A while later a man wearing sweatpants and a short-sleeved tee walked by noting my choice of shoes and places to sit.
"You must be a native!" he laughed.
And I've only been back a year...
1 comment:
Do you feel like a native? I remember we would take our coats to the mountains with us in the summertime, but have shorts and sandals on when we lived in Littleton.
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