The impending doom and gloom of Christmas shopping is upon us. Sam tells me that I am missing the "shopping gene" which sounds catastrophic to most people. I.Hate.To.Shop. No ifs, ands or buts about it. I don't even pretend to like to shop. Never have, never will. Sam can testify to this as well as Kris. I have been known to leave my grocery basket (with groceries in it) on Aisle Four at HEB and walk out of the store. Don't force my hand at shopping because I will shift into Mega-Bitch mode in a flash.
My mother would bring home school clothes for me after a full day of shopping in Kerrville or San Antonio. It didn't matter if the pants were quite long enough or if the sleeves covered my wrists. I was wearing those damn clothes no matter what because I was too hard-headed to go with her to try them on at the stores. The one thing she insisted that I try on were shoes.
Anyway, back to the Christmas shopping. I am grateful for online shopping because I can sit in the comfort of my own home wearing my warmups and fake-fur-lined house shoes. Speaking of which, there are still a few gifts on my list that I'd better get ordered. But for those of you who are brave enough to fight the crowds and stand in line for an hour and a half in the checkout line with your overflowing basket of goodies, I wish you the best. In the meantime, I'll be drinking my cold bottle of beer while filling up my virtual shopping cart at Amazon.com.....
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I love Amazon and on-line shopping! I just have to be careful that I don't have more than a couple of cold ones when I log on or I'll deplete the bank account. Kind of like when you go to the grocery store hungry and everything looks good and gets in your basket?
Trust me. Clothes shopping with Mother? Combat. Her idea of what I should wear and my idea of what I should wear seldom came together and epic battles were staged in dressing rooms at Hemphill Wells. Now? Shirts from Hanes.com, Jeans from DeninExpress, shoes from Shoebacca.com. Done.
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