It's so darn cold that I am wearing a scarf around my neck around the house. But not this one. I can't find it. I wore it yesterday. I wore it to exercise class, to the bank and library, and to my mother's house where I got to look at all the cards she got for her 80th birthday!
Possibly my scarf was kidnapped by the crazy woman in red standing next to me with yellow eyes in this picture. (But I think she's still in Ohio, where she lives. As I recall, this is a cell phone picture. Hence, the fuzziness and my white hair.)
At the moment, I am indeed (again) wearing this particular white sweater, but a multicolored horizontally-striped scarf that belongs to my daughter, who won't miss it because she did not wear it to school. (I hope she wore a hat and gloves, because it is darn cold out there, so cold I missed exercise class today, because I did not want to stand out there scraping my car without a scarf.)
Or should I say, "Keep an eye out for my scarf!"