I am in Pach-y-dog-dermy heaven – finally able to blog again, thanks to some help from my friends (thanks, sickofit Nancy). And what do you get, dear reader, as a result? Platitudes for breakfast.
1) Wear your quit like it looks good on you. Try on the “perfect quit” and see how it fits. Hike it up in the back, perhaps, or sew some elastic into the waist.
2) Scrunch up your face and take a good look at your quit. Examine it, poke and prod it until you understand it. Pretty much like any other quit, except that it’s yours. Now: KEEP IT.
3) Do not walk into the badges. See if you can ignore the badges (what badgers?) Think of them as parade candy: most people here had them thrown at us after the fact. They’re cute, but sticky. Don’t get them caught in your hair.
4) Paraphrasing uncle John, “Your quit is what happens while you’re busy counting socks.” Or whatever diversion works for you. Enjoy the trip, let ‘er rip, just be quit.
