Yesterday was a good day. It was the first day this season that it felt like autumn. You always remember that first day it felt like autumn, don’t ya? I usually tend to notice that moment. I was sitting on the front porch of Phyllis, my client, and she was telling me about how her father taught her and her siblings how to dance. I mean really dance, like ballroom dancing, fun stuff like that. Phyllis always tells great stories. Gorgeous day, wind was blowing, high cottonball clouds in the sky, and I get a whiff of the air, and thought, “Fall!” There, right there, at that moment, it felt like autumn. Fantastic, I think, soon I can wear a jacket. I always look forward to when I can wear a jacket. <\/p>\n
I think I have a jacket fetish. Or something. I don’t like shopping for clothes, I don’t really care what kind of clothes I wear as long as they’re comfortable and are reasonably decent, but nevertheless, I think I could own every jacket in the world and still not be content. It’s like how some people are with shoes. No shoes, just jackets for me, thanks. It is a rather odd thing; here it is, barely September (and in Alabama, where it is normal to have hot days into late October, early November) and I’m looking at jackets. Saw this great curdoroy jacket at the Gap today (which is a store I do not usually buy things in, except their perfume, and one bottle of that has lasted me almost four years, and still going strong). I wanted that jacket. Nevermind that I’ve got ten others in my closet. Nevermind that it was $68. They also had a jean jacket I want. Nevermind I already own a jean jacket; I want that one! That’s why I should live in England; jacket-season 10 months out of the year. I was there in July once; wore a jacket. I loved that jacket, the green one that had a real soft feel and a detachable inner liner. It’s too big for me now; I shrunk in the wash. I bought that jacket with the first newly-designed $100 bill that I had seen. I got that thing in high school. Great jacket. <\/p>\n
I wish it would get cold soon. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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