I forgot to mention the really ironic thing we did today: buy winter coats! There's no sales tax on clothing here. Back when we first got married Mom bought James a nice thick "Members Only" jacket which did get used that one month of the year it actually gets really cold in Georgia, and was also suitable for winter visits. Well, the jacket was finally starting to fray and last year we looked around for a replacement, but none of the jackets we could find sold down there was actually heavy enough. So we went to Burlington and he found something and I did, too, since my old winter coat no longer fit. The new one is brown and I look like a stout sparrow in it. :-)

We also found...hurrah...some likely-looking pants that actually fit me at BJs. Bought one pair and want to go back tomorrow for a couple more. The warehouse stores usually have the best prices on pants—that's where I got the ones I'm wearing now which are falling to bits—but alternatively they are very hard to find. Most of the time the Sam's/BJs/Costco in our area stock men's pants, but only shorts for women. I've looked around in various stores for pants but it just drives me nuts; it's like that scene in Moscow on the Hudson where Vlad goes to the grocery store for coffee for the first time: simply too much stuff to look through and I get a headache and then grumpy. (This does not apply to books. The more, the better.)

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