Holy SHIT It Is COLD

I live in Alabama for two reasons. One, I cannot for the life of me leave this state no matter how many plans I make or how hard I try. Apparently the fates do not see it fit for me to live elsewhere. And two, Alabama is in the SOUTH. Where it is NOT SUPPOSED TO GET COLD.

So, this morning, because it was all of 16 degrees when I left the house, I bundled the hell up. Unfortunately, this meant putting on gloves. Store bought gloves. I know! I am properly ashamed. After I lost my last pair of Fetching fingerless gloves (Ravelry link), I’ve never made another pair of mittens or fingerless gloves. The sad part? I’ve got the yarn to make some. I just haven’t found the “perfect pattern.” Why I am looking for this holy grail, I have no idea. I need to just suck it up and pick one of the 400 patterns I’ve favorited on Ravelry and just knit them. I think it’s eeny-meeny-miney-moe time.

Anyway, B? was kissing me goodbye this morning and saw my red store bought gloves on my hands and stared at them a little bewildered.

B: Are those store bought?
Me: Yeah (hangs head in shame)
B: Poor baby. You need to make you some real gloves.

And that is just one of the reasons why I love him. He totally gets me.

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