From ma'am to sweetie...

I think I'm up to about 4 ma'ams so far this year. I've been keeping track because it makes me feel old when the young UNC students on campus look at me and say, "here you go, ma'am" or "thank you, ma'am."

The guy who works at Bruegger's Bagels on Franklin Street made my day yesterday--he called me sweetie. Now, some women might get all upset about this, but he was younger than me. As he handed me my bagel he said, "have a nice day, sweetie."

It was all very--sweet.