Nanook of The Northeast

My first bathroom selfie! What took me so long? It’s adorable. Look how slimming the long mirror is. Anyway that’s not what this post is about. It’s about my coat. Not a coat of many colors, but a coat of much girth and fabric. Isn’t it fantastic? My husband called me a character from Star Wars – I can’t remember the name but it’s the people all wrapped up like Wookies. Maybe he called me a Wookie…

Someone else commented that it looks like a sleeping bag. Yes! Exactly the look I was going for. Seriously. It’s been so wacky in the Northeast weather wise. One day it’s 60 degrees, and the next it’s 6. I needed a coat that did me right. That wouldn’t let me down. Get it. Down. I don’t mind being warm or even hot, I can take it. I don’t love it, but I’m tropical – I get over it. What I can’t stand is being cold. And guess who is never cold in this coat? This guy!

Is it attractive? God no. Would I wear it if I was a young, single gal out on the town? Who knows, I’ve never been young and single. And I certainly have never been out on the town.

Did you hear about the passengers stuck for 30 hours on the cold Amtrak in Oregon? I could’ve kept the whole train warm under here. Those are the exact kind of emergencies I bought this coat for. That and going to Target early on Saturdays. I could be wearing pajamas under here and no one would be able to tell.

Surprisingly this coat wasn’t that expensive – which probably means most people want nothing to do with it – but that’s just fine with me. Here’s one of me with the hood on and a giant scarf to go with my giant coat.

That’s really all I wanted to tell you today. I gotta go now and take more bathroom selfies. xoxo

But first…let me take a selfie

Did you hear/read/watch the story about Kim Kardashian being addicted to selfies? Although I’m not sure you can call it selfies when all the photos are of her butt.
I have to admit I love taking selfies too. Just ask my daughter. Or my husband. Or all the other people I grab.
I didn’t think I had a problem until I decided to print some of my pics (yes I still print pictures).
Maybe I have a problem too.
…Or maybe those people that DON’T take selfies have the real problem.
See what I did there?
Also – is it a selfie if there’s more than one person? Howie Mandel calls them an usie. Is it scary that I remember things Howie Mandel said? I should be quoting Maya Angelou but she never mentioned selfies. And now she’s dead.
Here’s some friend selfies, a sister-in-law selfies, a xmas selfie, some night-out-on-the-town selfies,  a lying on the beach selfie, even one uber close-up selfie. Glad I exfoliated that day. There are also usies. And finally the daily selfie taken by my son with my hijacked phone.

I can hear my daughter shouting at me all the way from camp,”stop saying selfies!”.
Selfies.
Enjoy.
(Notice the pic of me taking a pic of my husband taking a selfie, or an usie. Or whatever)
Aren’t you glad you’ll have 30 more days of this crazy?

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