boastin', east coastin'

good day to you all.  i can't believe i'm saying this but it sure feels like bikini season is just around the corner.  that's the lovely thing about living in southern california: we have no winter!  now i would not be saying the same for the east coast.  oh, no.  the winters over there are nipply as hell.  i mention the east coast because, in fact, i was just over there for a trip to visit two old friends!

my first stop was washington dc to visit jessica, my friend and roommate from college.  i stayed with her at her and her boyfriend adam's place in virginia and took the metro or drove to dc to see the sights.  my first night in virginia, i experienced my first real snowfall.  it was BEAUTIFUL!  i had never in person seen the transformation that a fresh blanket of pure white snow could make on a landscape.  oh my gosh, it was just gorgeous (i think i said "beautiful" and "gorgeous" about a million times while i was there).  but wow it was cold.  every morning, i bundled up in at least 5 layers to prepare to face the day outside.  despite the fact that my face was frozen, i enjoyed every little bit of dc.

since the weather had turned so cold, it was practically a guarantee that i would find at least one glove during my stay in virginia.  i lucked out and found two during my four days there.

glove number 1 was found on a sunny day when the snow still covered the ground.  adam, jessica, and i drove into dc to visit all the monuments.  adam found a great parking spot right near the lincoln memorial and immediately after exiting the car, i spotted the little beauty.

 jessica, ever the glove supporter, posed enthusiastically as i took a picture.  adam put the glove in the car to wait for us while we went to visit the monument which, i must say, is breathtaking (even with the hundreds of bothersome tourists surrounding it).

jessica and i found the second glove on my last day in virginia.  the snow had finally melted and the weather had warmed, just in time for me to leave.  we had gone to dunkin' donuts so i could see what the fuss was all about and she spotted the glove under a tree right outside the coffee place.  again, she struck a pose which highlights the shimmery glove's fabulosity.  she then went on to tell me that i needed to carry around doggy doo-doo bags so that i would always be prepared in case of spontaneous glove discovery.  she is so wise.

after dc, i ventured on to nyc for four more days and discovered two more gloves there, but you'll have to wait for another day to meet them.

in the meantime, i wish to introduce this sprightly fellow who likes to unwind in the evening with a nice cold sassafras root beer.  if you ever meet him, be sure to compliment his stately mustache (it took him ages to grow it).

give it up for Bonkle!!

unprecedented. unpresidented?

ladies and gentlemittens, i have great news!  for the first time ever, i have four lonesome gloves in my care at one time!  i am going a bit backwards and making the most recently acquired glove doll first, but i will get to the other three, don’t you worry.

now onto the story.  my dad got a call earlier this evening from my best friend’s mom, meg.  dad said meg was on her way over to our house to drop something off.  i thought nothing of it, since she’s in book club with my mom and those ladies are always borrowing books from each other.  five minutes later, we hear teddy bark his warning, and i open the door to find meg standing there holding a small white box.  she presents me with the box and tells me it’s the “little guy” she found in the mountains (the book club had just been up to big bear and i gave my mom firm instructions to rescue any gloves she or her friends came across).

 

i opened the lid to reveal a child’s black snow glove and a few cotton balls in the box that meg said were to keep it from going hungry.  how thoughtful!!

after meg departed, i immediately set to work.  i had trouble stuffing the glove since it, being a child’s glove, was very tiny and difficult to fit my hands in.  however, after a decent amount of struggling, i managed to stuff the fingers and palm of the glove with fiberfill (the polyester stuffing that i use to stuff my gloves).  i ran out of fiberfill once i reached the wrist part of the glove, so i resorted to using cotton balls.  i guess one might say this glove is 60% polyester and 40% cotton?

i gave the glove little legs in case he wants to ski or snowboard, a snazzy bejeweled belt, and two little antennae to pick up radio stations even way up in the mountains.

please give a warm fuzzy welcome to,

Handsel!