You know the weather's turning...

...when I pull out my socks!

Used to be I walked around barefooted all. the. time. Summertime goes without saying, but even in the winter, I have been known to scoot out to the mailbox sans footwear... in the snow! I know, I know, a little bit crazy, but we all do goofy s**t when we're young and dumb. Sometimes I just couldn't be bothered with looking for my shoes, you know? ;-)

Howsomever, the more I've 'matured,' the more I find that my poor little tootsies just can't handle the chilly temperatures anymore. I mean, the darn things turn into icicles (ask Lew, he'll tell ya!) and when my feet are cold, the rest of me is frigid.

So, the thermometer dropped below 50 last night and while it was great sleeping weather -- I love being able to open the window a few inches -- I've not only pulled out my socks, but a sweatshirt and my trusty little heater by my computer! I am freezing!

Next comes the flannel sheets...

Welcome home...

Oh joy! About 3 weeks ago we sent our well-worn chairs out to be recovered as part of our family room redecoration. They were returned today, and oh yes!! Jeez, do they look good! Almost like new! Well, take a look-see...

They were really in the sorriest shape. Most of the buttons had popped off and the leather (which used to be peach-tone) was so worn it was well beyond the cleaning stage. They're now covered in a gorgeous brown micro-fiber fabric and oh boy, is it soft! We wanted to keep them because (a) they're as comfortable as can be, and (b) trying to replace them with something equally liked has been next-to-impossible.

So, I am pleased. Let's hope The Man is too. If nothing else, he'll be glad to have his comfy chair back to fall asleep in! ;)