What? Lost her mitten?

It’s not even offcially winter and it’s already happened.  The event I dread each year has come early.  I lost my mitten!  Not both, but just one. With maddening regularity I manage to misplace at least one each winter season. 

No amount of cheap mitten buying or attempts to hold on to them seem to work.  Many have suggested mittens with strings, but since I’m no longer 5 I think I need a different approach.

 The National Post used to have a Lost Mitten Registry, but it never brought any of my mittens back.

So now, my lovely pair of velvet gloves is reduced to one sad, black dust rag. 

My fingers are crossed in an attempt to hold on to a fantastic pair of red glov-ittens.  They’re mittens and gloves all in one!  Hopefully in the spring I can report that they are safely stored away for the next winter.