My new raincoat, which is a "Large" from the children's section of REI, on sale (it cost about 1/2 the price of an adult coat).
It is sky blue, so it is cheerful on gray days. It has a fleece-lined collar, so it works as a turtleneck on cold days. It has a lightweight hood that can be tucked away when it's not needed.
It shows up well on our county road, so when I walk, drivers can see me.
It is lightweight, waterproof (really!), and it breathes, so it doesn't get clammy inside.
Our new iron.
I accidentally dropped the old one, point-down, a few months ago, and it made a big dent in the wood floor. It didn't work worth a dang after that, didn't get wrinkles out of things, and the steam function was broken. It leaked, spit and spotted. I found a sale on irons at JoAnn Fabrics last week, and decided to buy one of the quilter's irons. Yesterday, I "test-drove" it, and baby, it's a dream.
My old Starbucks coffee cup.
When I wanted to buy this (many years ago), Gregg balked at the price. He said it was too much to pay for a coffee cup. I promised that I would use it EVERY day, which would bring the price-per-use into a reasonable range. He agreed. I HAVE used it every day, and I love it as much today as the day I bought it.
I bought a new, beautiful, metallic-blue one when we were living at Ronald McDonald House, because I missed this one and wanted to cheer myself up, but you know what? The new one has a new-fangled lid, with a rubber gasket that often gets twisted and stuck, making it hard to get the top on tightly. That makes it leak. It also has a flip-top, which is supposed to keep your drink really hot, but it gets in the way of my nose. I love the original!
Living in a town where this is news: the annual Lutefisk Dinner, held here for nearly 100 years. (Brian [in the photo] has been a friend of Gregg's since childhood.)
Our cats, Latte and Liger.
Their sweetness, affection and contentment helps me to see that, in spite of our ongoing sorrow, we have a happy home.
Liger is lying on the beautiful shawl that Barb G. knitted for me. Thank you, Barb! I set it down for a minute, and Liger was all over it. He has good taste!