'Cept on me it doesn't quite look like that. Apparently it's made for someone 5'9" or so, since it pools around my feet and hangs off my arms. I feel like a little girl playing dress-up in my Snuggie. But a warm little girl playing dress-up, which is the important part. Cheesy as it is, I love my Snuggie.
Fast forward to Christmas Eve. The Gun Diva gets her presents at Grandma Mary's house - yay! Present number one: a blue snappy-uppy blanket. Present number two: a fleece horse throw. Present number three: a fleece throw that my dad customized using one of his old touring t-shirts. Laugh if you will, but I'll be warm!
Christmas Day brings Snuggies for all of the children in the family! Ash gets her own leopard print Snuggie, so now we can be twinsies!
Poor Jay was left out - he didn't get a Snuggie. But that's okay, 'cause I'll share my snappy-uppy blanket with him.
So, either everyone in my family thinks that my house is too cold or we've become unbelievably difficult to shop for. I'm going with the family thinks that my house is too cold thing.
But, I tell you, the next time I hear one of the kids whine about being cold...