It IS a big deal if they don't (at least help) replace the (pea)nutbutter (by putting it on the shopping list). Who do they think they are? Are we living in a giant salt water basin? (The one we cried over them?) Kick a leg and hope to swim?
In my ideal world women would be wearing lots of loden (coats, skirts, hats) and men would go about naked. We women would make a point of pausing our speech (or nagging) at the merest sign of any quite uncalled for activity. No hiding behind jeans, just us patiently waiting, hand on hip, tapping our toe, sighing. It should help. It's the lack of consciousness, you see, that gets them to the point of pinning, dumping, drinking pathetic cups of tea. So, what do we women do? Help of course. Show them what it is to be vulnerable: at the mercy of the call to wise up, up and up some more. Can't be bothered? Then down, down, down, you must come again, having gone nowhere, having come no closer to understanding why at all any woman would want to drink a cup of tea with them.
Get your ideal, preferred, brand new, greatest, lovely, super, well-liked, finest, excellent, wonderful, ideal, fantastic, gorgeous, perfect, attractive, popular, best and favorite loden coat here by the way. A true language and picture fest
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So, now that I've spent over an hour exploring Loden coats and the associated Satorial style and am now seriously considering buying an on sale coat (still so high) coat, (thank you, Suki ;) Perhaps, the last pic with the beautiful people and their link to Wallstreet warns me I'll need a gold bull and that's an idol? Though moth and dust corrupt, there is something that feels so nice and elegant about pulling one's arms into a hand-stitched, beauty of a wool coat which also promises to repel the blowing rains!