The northwest wind is blowing. The thermometer registers -20 F, but what do I care? I’ve got my hoodie to keep me warm. But not just any hoodie.
My husband and I had agreed. No Christmas presents this year. We’d simply be together and that’d be enough…yadda yadda….etc. However, he found a gift for me he couldn’t resist because he figured it was perfect, and I couldn’t be happier. He gave me one of the best presents ever—a heated hoodie.
Yes. I am a wuss.
But not alone. I suspect that many of my readers belong in this group. I am a wuss and any garment that has three battery operated heat settings (high, medium, cool) is the perfect gift for me.
My first response to this unexpected present was that it’d be wonderful for the great outdoors. I could wear it under my jacket while walking the dogs, feeding the birds, any outdoor activity involving coolness. Little did I understand the power of heat.
The first morning of my “life in a hood” started normally. I threw on my heavy robe and stumbled out to the kitchen to make toast as I always do. As I walked past the chair where I usually sit, I spotted my new hoodie hanging over the back. I thought, why not wear it? The house hadn’t warmed up yet, and I felt a bit chilled. I put it on, pushed the on button to red (its high setting) and to my delight, had instant heat.
My whole life has changed. My hoodie is now the first thing I put on in the morning. It is the last thing I take off at night before slipping into my snuggly warm robe. I wear it when I’m in the basement rummaging through the freezer for that leftover soup. I wear it when I’m just sitting. I wear it when the car hasn’t yet warmed. When shopping I wear it under jackets and coats—just in case I feel a chill or the temperature plummets or a blizzard strikes as I walk into the grocery store.
There is one tiny drawback. The battery needs to be charged, but I haven’t minded this additional chore. I have three batteries and keep them fully charged at all times, so I never run out of heat.
When Dick came up with the idea, he searched the Internet for a ladies’ heated hoodie in feminine colors but found they were sold out, so he purchased a men’s small, camo-colored sweatshirt, the only thing available.
I love it. I think camo is saucy.
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