Baby It's Cold Outside

   Brrrr! This kind of weather makes me want to move somewhere warm! I pity the poor pups who have to go outside to go potty but the Great Scot braved the local Goodwill store with me yesterday and now the furry kids are allll ready to brave the cold. It's not such an issue with Lily since she has a shaggy fur coat to keep her warm but both Abby and wee Buddha have short fur, so....

   Abby in her new thermal jacket! (You can't tell from this photo but it also has a hood to protect her ears.) She's all snuggled up in Jess's room but she's ready to brave the cold! Buddha has a striped polo shirt for indoor wear and a brown hoodie for outdoor wear. Goodwill kid's section is a great place to get inexpensive gear for these two!

   Speaking of Goodwill.....I made a couple of other great scores whilst I was there (photos when the software for my camera is re-installed on the computer!). One is a wonderful, dark charcoal, floor-length wool coat from Searlenyc. This is the closest to it I could find on their website, the coat I purchased (for $6.59) is almost $500.00, on sale, at their website...marked down from over $1,200.00!!! 

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   None of their wool coats, new, are less than $400.00 on sale (and that was a car coat) so I think that was a SCORE!

   Does anyone remember Berman's (now Wilson's) Leather? My other score was a suede Berman's blazer; sadly I wasn't able to find a jacket of similar colour online...about halfway between a beige and a chocolate. I got it for $8.49 but found similar offerings going for between $129.00 and $179.00! Yay for another score! Luckily for me, whoever was selecting the items for the boutique section of the Goodwill had no idea that Searlenyc is a very upscale brand. Is it bad that I didn't tell them??

   Both coats are in impeccable condition so, other than getting them dry cleaned, nothing will need to be done with them. 

   So, I'm back to experimenting with meals again...last night we had tortilla rolls with shredded chicken, ancho peppers, and onion...baked....with refried beans and nacho cheese for dipping. That was followed by warm brownies topped with vanilla ice cream, chocolate sauce, and sliced strawberries. Later in the week I'm going to be trying my hand at making savoury kolaches, a new side dish, and so on. Sorry TWG, there will be more recipes but it's to be hoped I can provide other stuff as well!

   Oh! If any of you tried my zucchini-cheddar bread recipe please let me know if you liked it? It's always good to know if people outside of the family enjoyed it too!

   Good thing for the day: The manager of the store where the kidling works called her into the office last week and........offered her two more days a week! This makes her full time as well as going to school! She's going to be a tired bebe by the time the term ends but I am SO proud of her! Go Jenn!

   About me: I can't stand bullies and never could. My poor Dad found that out the hard way way back when I was 12 or 13, and he had taken me out to eat at Red Lobster. Seated across from us was a couple in their 40's with the man's mother, who was probably in her 70's at the time...and he was a jerk from the get-go. He ordered for her because, as he loudly proclaimed, she didn't have sense enough to order herself...and ordered soup as her first course. Now, RL's clam chowder is tasty but it quickly became apparent he'd ordered it in order to further humiliate her, since the lady had a severe tremour (gee, isn't that ironic) and couldn't eat the soup without spilling it on the table and herself. Dad kept his eye on me because he knew I was furious and, sure enough, the last straw came when this poor woman's son started screaming at her that he couldn't take her anywhere without her humiliating him and I saw her start to cry. 

   I was out of my seat and halfway to their table when Dad caught me. Poor Dad; I've never seen him pay up at a restaurant so quickly. He dragged me out of Red Lobster hissing, spitting, and crying I was so mad; and kept hold of my arm until we were safely back in his truck...he was afraid I would charge back in the restaurant and try to take the rather large man apart with my bare hands! We laughed about it in later years but he always said: "I was afraid if I let go of you, you'd try to beat him to death!"

Music for the day: (Since I haven't done it in a while.) Because it makes me smile....