Caught It

Yeah. I got sick.

I went to bed at 7:45 last night. And woke up at 5:30a.m. Boo.

But, by 9:00, I had made breakfast for me the and child, gotten dressed, watched Clueless (still an awesome movie-who doesn't love Paul Rudd? And how cute is Alicia Silverstone?) and Buffy the Vampire Slayer (the episode where Xander has that random witch cast a spell so he is irresistible to Cordelia, but it backfires and everyone else loves him) and we tried to watch a thing on Einstein on the History channel, which we found too confusing for our ailing minds.

I did manage to go out yesterday (and probably infect a lot of people - you're welcome) and got new glasses (still choking at how much I spent) and a new coat. Not the one I was going to buy, but a dressy coat, which I did not have.

Here they are:

Glasses





Coat




I may go back and get the other coat. It's a short black wool/cashmere coat. And it's fuckity fuck cold here, so I'll need to layer. Seriously. Windchill at -25 degrees is not a temperature.