Bursting bubbles...

I love bursting people's bubbles about the kind of person I really am deep down. I had to laugh with glee today. Getting home from work and changing into jeans, comfy clothes, and flipflops, I felt positively wicked walking past all these bundled up yankees into the hospital to take dad his dinner. I caught some weird looks, but no one said anything until I was talking to my dad, and all the sudden, one of the nurses started freaking out. "Oh my word, she's wearing sandals!!!!" People up here never want to have any fun . I admit it was only about 20 degrees, but sorry people. I have never gotten over my Southern roots and still wear flipflops 9-10 months of the year.