I don’t understand why they have been doing so poorly…It and Banana Republic are probably my favorite places to shop!
We are on our way back from shopping in Toledo. I really wish it had been as nice this weekend as it had been on Friday. I’m very ready for summer. I took Friday afternoon off and just laid out in the sun and got all pink and crispy.
Shopping is exhausting. I start to get really annoyed when five different people ask me if I need any help finding anything. It’s obnoxious. Not as bad as best buy, but still bad. We totally had to stop at the Irish pub and I downed a beer… That made me sleepy and hungry though.
I got some cute clothes though. All for work pretty much.
I was so bored last night I watched this movie on showtime called material girls with the duff sisters. Wow it was even worse than you would imagine. I don’t recommend it. Then I watched the zodiac…which I thought was the one with Jake gyllenhaal. No the ‘the’ really made all the difference. I don’t recommend it either.
- I didn’t get greeted. What do those people do anyhow, if they can’t even do that?
- I bought a glue gun.
- Everyone was in my way…as usual.
- I found the polar bear Littlest Pet Shop that I’ve been looking for.
- I looked at socks and underwear…but didn’t buy any.
- I saw at least 3 children getting yelled at by their white trash mommies to “Shut up!”
- I noticed, again, that although Squirt always seems to be on sale, Diet Squirt isn’t. And I don’t even like Squirt that much…
- The lady in front of me at the checkout smelled like cigarettes and cat piss.
- The lady behind me had like 7 kids with her.
- I recalled how rude I think it is when people talk on their cellphone while being checked out.
- Who the hell writes checks anymore? Really?
- I passed a family getting their portrait taken…They were all wearing matching yellow shirts.
- I saw people not using the cart corral. How lazy is that?
There should be kitty poo flavored dog treats. I know my dog would love them!
I made out pretty well this Christmas (since I picked out most of my presents from my parents - just clothes from Kohl’s). Also got some coffee, Ratatouille on DVD, and 2 seasons of Wonder Woman.
So we went to Target to return Wonder Woman. Note that Target will let you return up to 2 items per year without a receipt ($20 max each), so that is better than nothing I suppose. I do wish that places were more lenient with their return policies…
I am so annoyed by people who insist on talking on their cell phone in places like Target or Walmart. It irritates me even more when it is a 13 year old girl. And no…it doesn’t make it ok just because you are using a bluetooth headset. If anything, it makes you look worse. Like, catch you from the wrong angle, and you appear schizophrenic.
Tonight I’m supposed to go shopping with my mom for my christmas presents. Yeah…no surprises for me. I suppose that’s better than getting like socks. Although…You can never have enough socks.
hmm…let’s delve into my history of christmas gifts:
I remember one year that my grandma got me a bag of those little plastic flossing sticks. Weird.
One year my aunt, the family artist, painted/drew a unicorn on the back of a pair of underwear for me. That’s right, I got a unicorn. My cousins got like He-man and dinosaurs. But points for being creative.
No matter what ugly sweatshirt or clothes family buy me…It is always size LARGE. I don’t understand it. Is that the catch-all size for men? It never fits.
Ok…this one wasn’t for christmas, but it was funny nonetheless. One time, instead of money, the tooth fairy left baseball cards under my pillow. I remember crying and crying, until my parents coughed up the funds 
Don’t you just love the winter and snow and ice? The shoveling, salting, scraping of car windows, hats that give you that funny flat hair, and that feeling of just guessing where you should park because you can’t see the lines in the parking lot.
Mike and I haven’t put up any christmas stuff yet. No lights outside, no tree, or wreaths or anything. I’m completely unmotivated for any of that junk. We haven’t put up a tree in a couple of years, and even then we only did it once…so besides that I haven’t put up a tree since I lived at home with my parents.
Speaking of my parents and Xmas, they go all out for christmas. My mom literally puts up 2 full size trees, 3 medium size ones, and a various mini-trees around the house. Plus my mom’s normal display of Santa clauses balloons to massive proportions. And they put up this extensive christmas village scene with all these ceramic houses and fake snow and little figurines and snowmans and just bunches of crazy christmas shit.
I just don’t get christmas. I know it’s nice to get gifts and get off of work or school or whatever. But it seems like a whole lotta pain. Maybe it’s just not fun anymore because I’m over the age of 12, and now I’m actually responsible for buying people gifts. Speaking of which, I have no idea what to get anyone. Mike and I already exchanged gifts, and I’m really bad at guessing what people might like. I’m suddenly reminded of all the awful way oversized sweaters and brightly colored fleece shirts that I would get for christmas from family. I know it somewhat takes the surprise or fun out of it…but I’m thinking of just getting gift cards. That’s what I’d really like I suppose.
Wow this post is depressing. The only thing that could make it worse, is talking more about my cat who has ringworm. That’s a fun topic. Ah well…if you don’t like it, then you can just bite me. Merry Christmas everyone!
