Real, not metaphorical

Such a find!

Since my nieces and nephews (hereafter to be known as “the niblings”) were just old enough to walk, my sister has taken them to the dollar store to pick out Christmas gifts.  This has resulted in some interesting presents.  (The year my mom got a bottle of Pepto-Bismol, because of its pretty pink color comes to mind!)

I have loved each and every present that came to me this way, and this year was no exception. All the gifts are great!  Decorative, inspirational, useful.  I am very pleased with everything the niblings got me.

One item, however, is very appropriate for a post on Friday.

For sheer, practical make-your-life-betterness, I must point out the microwaveable slippers.  One of my nephews wiped the shelves clean this year of these things.  I believe everybody in the family got a pair.

I love mine!

I get cold feet.  Real, ice cold feet.  The kind that cause a husband to yelp if you happen to roll the wrong way in the middle of the night.  And, since I have moved to Florida where it is often so warm that the heat doesn’t cycle on, my feet are often uncomfortably cold.

But now, 60 seconds in the microwave, and these little booties stay warm for an hour.  And they have a nice lavendar scent, too!

You do have to be a little careful not to overheat them.  They are much warmer on the feet inside them than they feel to the touch of a hand.  If you get a pair, please use caution and common sense.

In addition, they are awkward to walk around on.  In fact, the directions say it’s not recommended—but to heat them up, slip them on, lie down and read a book?  Sheer bliss.

I think they are going to lower my heating bill and make my winter couch potato-ing much pleasanter.

Such a find!