It's a good thing it's winter

There are no crayons in my backpack. No peanuts or (in the olden days) drink boxes or little surprise find-a-word gifts, or size 8 sweaters or practically anything.

Is this what travel used to be like? If I wasn't taking my warm fleecy jacket, there'd be nothing to hold the sides of my backpack out. And since Harry Potter 5 doesn't fit in my purse, what would I use as a carry on then?

Seriously. One book. One sewing project. Some money for snacks. This particular aspect of the whole "just when you thought" massacree, doesn't suck.

See y'all in North Carolina!