Yesterday I did a little winter coat shopping. My current coat is 17 years old. That's right. Isabel was 2 when I bought it, and now she's in university. It's time for a new one, but yesterday wasn't my lucky day. Not only did I not end up with a new coat; I also lost my original Sandridge sweater--this one:
This morning I re-traced my steps, but to no avail. Farewell Sandridge; I only hope you've found a good home.