Growing up in Denver was a great thing. And as the winter weather comes in I harken back to the days of autumn and wearing that brand new coat that you would get every year for the winter. This year my new coat is a boucle' plaid of white, with pink and black. I love this lovely coat. It is London Fog, I got a smoking great deal on it and dare I say it is even slightly preppy. NOW... all that being said, what has me all a little giggly is that I was flipping through the September Issue of Vogue which finally landed on my coffee table via my Mom's stack o' magazines that I get once a week (about 20 weekly...) there was an ad for a Marc Jacobs coat that seriously... very very close.

I only wish I could afford a Marc Jacobs anything. His design? Delish...but way way out of my league. Ok honestly I don't much care for his purses, but his clothing and jewelry line... salivation worthy.

In sadder news, a friend's mother passed away today. She was really sick and it is a mitzvah that she is out of all her pain. There is great relief there I know. But still it is so very sad. My friend lost her mother. I emailed a person that I know to let her know since she knows this other friend, and honestly her responce has me completely underwhelmed and overly annoyed. "Thanks for passing on this sad news" was it. It only further proves the point to myself my decisions I have made in the last six months about who I am surrounded by were correct. I only hope that if she choses to email the daughter there is a little more caring emotion set forth. Show some rachmunous honey... we all wept when your Dad passed away. I don't know, it just is really very disappointing but very (how shall I say this without coming off like a complete bitch?) typical. Another Yortzite to add to my calendar unfortunately.

The Bro is back in town. He sounds completely stressed when I talk to him. Poor guy. Planning a wedding from out of town... poor bubbelah.

Almost that witching hour of midnight... better go to sleep.