So I guess my anti-sweater campaign will have to hold off for awhile because, of course, I received some sweaters for Christmas gifts. And now, since I rarely buy clothing for myself, I have to stick with the styles that other people choose for me. Which isn't such a bad thing, you know, because it means less work for me. Generally, like last evening, if I have somewhere to go, I usually go over to my younger sisters' closets and raid them to wear whatever ensembles they suggest to me. And usually that works out pretty well too because that means I've got a cool outfit for a night, and I didn't go spend lots of money on something I may never wear again. Anyway... the babe awakes so I must go...