It is with great indignity that I announce my intent to wear a fanny pack.
When I worked at Walt Disney World’s EPCOT center, I detested all F.P. wearing ass clowns. But now I have to travel across the country with 6 dogs. Do you have any idea how difficult it is to load dogs in/out of a vehicle and walk them (as they pull and stretch out your arm, only to have your heavy purse continually fall to your elbow or wrist)? It is irritating. But there are certain things I NEED. Keys, wallet, cell phone, Burt Bees lip balm, a pen and pad, mini-tube of sunblock, nail clippers, and leftover Hooters wet naps.
There is no way to escape the inevitable. I must wear a fanny pack. Since 80s fashion is now back in style, it should be a cinch to find one. Even Coach makes a designer fanny pack. If I had a digital camera I would take pictures, but I don’t, which will really make documenting our trip and our first year in Iowa challenging.