Oh the weather outside is frightful

Technically, I’m the only one prepared for frightful weather. What is up with this picture? Clearly, our local weatherman must have predicted a wicked blizzard that was about to hit Hallsville, Texas for the first time in its existence. It’s the only way to account for my kickin’ green and white toboggan and what appears to be a black turtle neck under what is undoubtedly red coveralls.

My toothless sister and dazed cousin are in short-sleeves and appear to be fairly comfortable without coats or hats. I guess the person taking our traditional totem pole picture didn’t care that they stripped down to their Dukes of Hazzard t-shirts the minute we ran outside to fight over who would get to ride the Big Wheel and tricycle up and down the driveway first. Everyone knows I’m a rule follower. Surely I was cooler than to dress like this on purpose.

Who am I kidding? Not only do I look like a dork, but I could easily be mistaken for a boy.

Stupid Dorthy Hamill hair cut…

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jen
jen

in new york, where i’m from, a toboggan was a sled…just saying. πŸ˜‰

Reno
Reno

Lincee, it’s too cute! : )

Sherm
Sherm

Yeah, I’m with Jen (#1).You lost me there for a minute or two. Suggested alternatives to make it clear for us Northerners for you, because I am nothing if not helpful: ski hat, tuke, knit hat, or just plain hat. πŸ™‚

Sherm
Sherm

And I meant to add before I got all submit button happy, you were so cute I could eat you with a spoon and your cousin looks exactlhy like a girl in my daughter’s second grade class now. Weirdly freaky exactly.

Austin-ite
Austin-ite

Oh my Lord, Lincee – cuteness abounds. That little smiley face was destined to be a beautiful person inside and out.

Heather
Heather

Oh, I remember only too well having a “pixie” haircut in elementary school and going to the camera shop (remember those?!) with my Mom and being called “son” even though I was sporting a charm necklace. Then, middle school was the Dorothy Hamill haircut…and it was made worse by the fact that I actually ice skated. Ahhhh, the good old days. Thanks for bringing ’em back!

SGT Cole
SGT Cole

Yankees who have seen pictures of me playing in the one snowstorm we had in my childhood in Texas (1983 I think) assume that my family was poor…because my brother and I have socks on our hands instead of gloves. I tell them “hey punks, it never gets cold enough to justify buying gloves down there!”

They go on to tell me not to be ashamed of coming from a humble background and wearing socks on my hands as an impoverished youth in Texas! ha ha ha

bahamamama
bahamamama

I totally had the Dorothy Hamill haircut in middle school… and got called “sir” at Whataburger… Yikes!

Kelly H

I’m not a Northerner (just an Okie) and I thought a toboggan was a sled, too. She’s cute anyway!
I, too, had a super short cut. My mom asked for the page-boy hair cut just before I entered 1st grade.
What was she smoking? I was teased until it grew back out–repeatedly asked if I was a boy. Even by the kids I sat next to all year long.

KeelyG
KeelyG

You are sooooo cute! Your parents did those things to you so you could blog about them and we would be entertained!

St. Cole, I too had socks on my hands…in 1974(i think) in Houston when it snowed like a foot! It was gone the next day. Now, I buy those tighty mittens for like $2.99 at walmart…one size fits me, hubby and 10&11 yo kids. ;-)) and…..we lose them by the time next winter comes around. They think i’m crazy for telling them to use socks.

Lincee….about the hair….no one could beat me with what my mom did to mine! I have extra curly hair. So when I wanted to do something cute to my hair in 3rd grade or so, my mom decided to cut it shorter….it’s an Afro! It was cut like Dorothy Hamill’s hair but the curl just bounced back and became a helmet hair! It was AWFUL!!! Took me til 10th grade to get it looking ok!

LeSigh
LeSigh

Haha, apparently every little girl has had a “boy” haircut at one point in her life. Mine was 5th grade. A substitute art teacher called me a boy and I distinctly remember someone in the back corner of the class screaming out “THAT’S NOT A BOY! THAT’S A GIRL!” During the awkward grow-out phase, my mom had a brilliant idea to get my hair permed. Little did we know how well my hair would take to perm…I looked like a deranged poodle. I was traumatized for life.

And a toboggan is totally a sled πŸ™‚

Melanna
Melanna

in Canada, we call your “toboggan” a Toque (said like Tuke, it’s french I think), but then being in Texas perhaps you’ve never gone tobogganing as we know it. πŸ™‚ I have some fresh snow outside my window that would love to have a toboggan party in it, if you feel like flying north,

ellyfromNC
ellyfromNC

I’m from North Carolina and can proudly call a winter hat a TOBOGGAN!!! It has two meanings in our Websters πŸ™‚ Thanks for the post Lincee!

Toointothis
Toointothis

So I’m on the phone with my husband, mindlessly checking your blog as I do periodically (now that the bachelor thrill is on hold), and half-heartedly listening to his description of his workday with appropriate “uh-humms”, when I get to the “dazed cousin” part and a wordless, meaningless “mhuh- huh” sound bursts forth from my mouth as I can’t control the surge of laugh. He stops short and asks, “What?” “Uhhh, nothing. It’s nothing.” I reply as I quickly click off of your blog, feeling fully chastised. Had to come back later to finish when I wasn’t so ashamed of my inattention to my husband. That picture is priceless. πŸ™‚

Michelle Dennis
Michelle Dennis

Oh my Lord, Lincee – cuteness abounds. That little smiley face was destined to be a beautiful person inside and out.

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