I enjoyed my blog about Ms. Stinkysocks yesterday. She just somehow always ends up wearing them!

Talked on the phone last night. Thought of South of the Border and how magical that place was to me.

SOB is the first place you see palm trees. And it's just over the border from North Carolina. That one year when we were driving up during fierce southern snowstorm and the palm trees were covered in snow.

It's usually warmer down there, sometimes a good 7odegrees fahrenheit in the middle of February. Cool to chilly at night. Palm trees. Pool. Hot tub. Honeymoon suites with the vibrating heartshaped bed and a complimentary bottle of champagne.

In other words, paradise.