And my house is not winterized yet. Guess what we're doing this weekend?
Thank God for my friend Debbra. She got a gastric bypass this spring and has been sending me all the clothes she's undergrown. Today I got a box big enough to hide a corpse in, chock full of sweaters, woolens, and velours.
I'm now wearing a very lovely peach velour jogging suit. Debb has excellent taste in clothing, so everything that she sent me is NICE.
And feelin' toasty! Except for my hands, feet, and face, which are all bare.
I need to buy me some nice shearling slippers.