So, some depressing news from Seattle. My Grandmother collapsed and was in a bit of a coma thing for a while a few days ago. She’s supposedly better now, but I’m still really worried. Apparently she did the same thing when Grandpa died, and has only done it a few times since. When my mom found Grandma this time, she was all gray and my mom couldn’t find a pulse. That’s just scary. My mom’s arranging to go back to Tucson with her and spend another week, to make sure she’s okay.
In happier news, I’m discussing saris with Sujit. I love saris, they’re so gorgeous. I jokingly asked him if he’d bring me one from India next time he goes and he went for it, so yay! More international clothing for me! 🙂 Now I think I need an authentic Scottish kilt, a grass skirt, and maybe even a Japanese kimono. Hehehe, just kidding.
I love foreign clothing. It’s great to wear something different for a change from what every other American woman’s wearing. Adds more color to the mix, and an extra dash of flavor. I have a few faux-African sarongs that are fun, but they aren’t authentic so it’s not as much fun. You can tell they’re just printed and not hand-dyed. I should make that a part of my travel show. My friend (American) Sam suggested I spend one day in each location wearing local traditional clothing. I rather like that idea, especially if I got to keep all the clothes. 🙂