I can feel the chill in the air. It’s so cold in the house that the heat is on. People that know me know that I rarely use a thermostat. Too technical. I’d rather sit in the living room in my parka, hat and scarf than turn the heat on. It makes no sense but that’s how I grew up. I am always a tiny bit jealous when I walk into someone’s home that feels toasty. It’s so easy to attain. I know. I don’t get me sometimes. What I do get is the justification for getting me a blanket. Pendleton blankets and towels are now stocked at Firefly. As I was unpacking the box, I just couldn’t believe it. They are all amazing. If fashion could just be a tad more lenient, I could convince you that blankets are ponchos and my moccasins are sexy stilettos. If I am not careful, I am going to wake up and find a teepee in the yard.
The towels are also incredible. If I had rustic guest quarters in my humble abode, I would get a set of six. If I had an extra closet at this point, I would be grateful. Also we have baby blankets at Kid. Mia (okay, her Mom) loves hers so much that we actually replaced it when it disappeared. They are amazing and sturdy and perfect for the park or to be more truthful, great on the living room floor.
posted 11/06/2011








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