Why So Short?

Hey guys, I'll be going to Hilton Head tomorrow and then New York, so don't expect too many posts for about two weeks. Trust me; it's going to torture me more than you. One, because I doubt many of you care about this blog all that much... note the sarcasm that would have heard if I spoke this aloud on the phrase "many of you." Hahaha, it's true, don't deny it. No one reads this. But it is for my own pleasure, not yours. If it brings you pleasure too, then so be it. Anyway, two. I will not have internet. I live on the internet. Half of my life is on the internet. I'm going to die without it. A painful death... well, maybe.
So, on to the point of this post, shorts. My mother and I went shopping earlier today for some last minute things for our trip. I decided I needed a pair of black shorts. The only kind of black shorts I have are the sporty kind, you know. So I needed a nicer pair. Problem is, all the shorts are... short. I mean, they take the name quite literally. Either I get Bermuda shorts down to my knees or I get booty shorts that make me look like a skank. So I have to choose, dweeb at the beach or prostitute at the beach. That is quite frustrating, let me tell you. I eventually found a pair that was reasonable. Leaning toward the skank side, but reasonably okay. It is just quite odd that shorts are so short now a 'days. This makes me sound old, but I remember when they were at a comfortable length. Well, maybe it's my age and people my age are supposed to want to look like skanks. Because when I was in elementary school and shopping in the kids section, I never had this problem...
Much Love,
~ Jenna