You know, it was bound to happen someday.
The collision of Carrington and the Snuggie.
I remember seeing commercials for it a couple years ago. The Snuggie. People just looked so lame sitting there on their couches in their retarded backwards robes. The thing even came with a free book light. But I was in denial.
I have always been a secret Snuggie luster-after-er.
If you’ll notice, I’m pretty much wearing a jacket, coat, wrap, or sweater in almost every picture and/or video when Seth is (most of the time) in a t-shirt and jeans. It could be 80 degrees outside, and I’m cold. I don’t know what it is about my genetic makeup: I can’t ever seem to get warm. In the winter, I freeze because it’s cold outside. In the summer, I freeze because everyone and their dog cranks up the air conditioner to sub-zero temperatures. So, inevitably, year-round, I end up dressing in layers.
I have accepted that it is my lot in life.
So this Snuggie thing, in my heart of hearts, would really be the answer to the questions I have been asking all my life about my chronic coldness. I have dropped the hint in many a conversation, hoping that one day I would receive one for my birthday, Christmas, just because…but to no avail. It doesn’t help that I’m much too cheap to shell out $20 on a backwards robe for myself.
A week or so ago, my dear, sweet, darling-of-a-brother-in-law presented me with the one piece of blanketry my heart longed for the most: my very own Snuggie.
It even comes with its own book light!
It was love at first sight. I pretty much had that thing on the entire time I was in Louisiana (and if I’m honest, some of the time in Florida. Florida.).
Dearest brother-in-law, you’ll never know what happiness and contentment that little gift has given me.
Thank you from the bottom of my now-warm little heart.