The Homeless Coat

Ever since I moved to cold country, I have found comfort from the cold in a coat my sister gave me. Now, I realize that coats are generally considered a piece of clothing and probably shouldn't be worn for decades, but this coat didn't feel like clothing--it was more like your favorite blankey when you were a child. No amount of coldness could deter me when I was wearing my trusted friend. It was only about 6 sizes too big (my son who is a foot taller than I can wear it and it is big on him) which means I never need to worry about gloves because my hands are well protected. I have been known to watch lacrosse games, in horizontal snow, with two coats on underneath this treasure. Years ago my children named it "the homeless coat". Now, my five year old sometimes wants to wear a coat too big for him and he calls it his "homeless coat."

But all good things must come to an end, and so I bid a farewell to my trusted friend. How could I pass up Kohls major sale? So now, I proudly wear a new coat that actually is my size. I find comfort in it costing only $25.00. It is snuggly too in a not so slobbish way and I no longer need worry I am scaring the small children when I go downtown. Thank you Kohl's.

Declaring Victory over my Writer's Block

To all my friends who have thought I have dropped off the face of the earth. I am finally feeling freed from the oppressive block. I contribute my new found freedom from somehow pulling off an A in my Milton class in spite of the block. Just between you and me--I feel I can do anything now. Yoohoo! I've missed you all.