Trixie Little Hobbitses

While hanging out at the Golden Gals Gone Wild exhibit weekend before last, I got to meet one of my favorite bloggers, Will, and his lovely wife Nina. It was hot, crowded and loud so we didn't get to talk much, but it was cool to connect in person. There is even photographic evidence.

E and I were invited to the event to celebrate a friend's birthday. He was late, but we hung out with people waiting for the birthday guy. One friend of ours can never remember my name and called me Donna. His friend thought "Trixie" was more fitting and called me that for the rest of the night. For some reason, I kind of liked it.

While I am short, I am not actually a hobbit or even a little person. I am TWO inches too tall to qualify. E insists I still may be one and if not, I will eventually be with the loss of height that comes with aging. I'll have to deal with that when it comes. Maybe when I grow old I can become a Christmas Midget and bring joy to kids at the holidays.


Will said...

hooray for Christmas midgets

Nanette said...

Your blog post title is funny. :)

Anonymous said...

short is cool.

Anonymous said...

Trixie sounds like a slutty whore. Or maybe a slutty whore...midget?

Anonymous said...

You are what you are and no apologies are required. Lol! You can have long or short legs on a blog and it don't matter at all.
Besides, I come from hobbit land, and they are very hairy creatures. You don't look furry!

madretz said...

I just heard about the Golden Gals Gone Wild exhibit on NPR's "Wait Wait Don't Tell Me" and could not believe that it was true!

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