Baby, It's Cold Outside

But not nearly as cold as Alaska. That's where my Lovey is this week. We spent the better part of Sunday looking for his snow boots. We finally found them, but they were dry-rotted from 15 years of non-use.

Lovey made me promise not to post this picture on Facebook. Technically, this isn't Facebook.



Man, I wish I had that jacket. It's 39 freaking degrees! OK, so it's -16 in Fairbanks. It's all relative, right?

I hate Alaska. I hate that it's 4 hours time difference. I miss not getting to talk to my boy as much as when he's traveling closer. I hate him flying so far away in snowy, icy weather. I'm a worrier. Can't help myself. Want him home safe and sound where he belongs. Miss him.

I planned on trying to decorate for Christmas this week, but it just isn't happening. I don't really know why. I just don't really have any desire to do the whole Big Tree Thing. Here's what I've done so far.



Yep, that's it. That's as far as the creative juices have gotten me. Embarrassing, really.

So what else is happening around The McManse?

Well, I took my BGITW's advice and went back for my purse and boots. Here they are!



The Michael Kors dark purple leather tote. Tags still on due to possible shopper's remorse.



Born black leather boots. Maybe the softest, most comfortable boots/shoes I've ever worn. And these puppies are warm! I wore them yesterday because - um, well - I had to! It's cold here, people!

Here's a picture that doesn't make them look like firemen's boots.



Sideways? Yes! Toilet and Duffy butt in the background? Yes!