Supposedly they're a strangulation hazard. How this works when the strings are INSIDE A JACKET I'm not sure, but apparently now you're supposed to get your own string and sew each mitten to the jacket individually. What. Ev.

I did find a wee pair for Olivia her first winter but they don't fit anymore. I can understand the choking hazard thing--but honestly, if they're inside the coat and they don't play with them unsupervised, they're really helpful in NOT losing the damn things.

Supposedly they're a strangulation hazard.

Which is interesting, because I just did a quick search and found a half dozen pairs for 12 mos and under but none for children with, y'know, the knowledge and motor skills to be able not to be strangled by their own mittens.

Tightening in my chest so it's like breathing through mud + coughing + chills while I sit here in my wool sweater and two shirts underneath it = Very Not Good, doesn't it?

Tightening in my chest so it's like breathing through mud + coughing + chills while I sit here in my wool sweater and two shirts underneath it = Very Not Good, doesn't it?

That math class is helping!

No, hon, not good. You need to go home early?

Aims, I highly recommend going home and sleeping. I have (knock wood) managed to fight off a cold twice in the last month by just doing this.

Go home, Aims. And take your temperature when you get there.

Happy birthday, Anne!

The nice thing about committing to something is that it simples things up so much. And, now that I'm a certifiable eccentric of a certain age...I wouldn't expect any guff. If I got any guff, I guess I'd just thwap the guffer with my parasol.

Exactly. Tho' I am of the opinion that no one needs to wait for a certain age to be an eccentric.

Epic, I, um, am not sure if the GCS store is listed in the b.org affiliate links. Because I am a scatterbrain. But do you need a link to the store?

Aims, go home. Go home and take care of yourself, because I know too many people who have come down with horrible horrible cough-things recently.

I don't want to be productive today. And I probably should stop eating the gingerbread bats that are sitting on my desk.

I have clas tonight! And no way home! t dies at desk

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ANNE!!!

"Can resist urge to shout 'Play "Freebird"' at guitar-players."

Never, and I mean not even ONCE IN MY LIFE, have I been able to resist yelling "Freeeeeebirrrrrd!" when a band is tuning up or even when a random guitar player is busking.

The fact that I was able to get a boyfriend is often shocking to me. And the fact that I found one who not only tolerates but actually seems to love my quirks is nothing short of a miracle.

I have clas tonight! And no way home!

Dunno what to do about class, but you *do* have a way home. I just get up say "My wife needs me. Later." And come GET YOU.