Yesterday, my husband finally told me something he wanted for Christmas, after months of prodding:rolleyes: So off I went (to 6 different stores) in search of sweatshirts and winter jackets (it does get cold in NE FL) to replace all of his way-too-big ones. First store - a couple of sweatshirts. Second store - a nice cool-weather jacket and a nice windbreaker-type jacket. Third store - nothing. Fourth store - a lined flannel jacket and a puffer winter jacket for armed-robbery prices. Fifth store - a nice medium-cold lined jacket, again at an armed-robbery price, along with some stocking-stuffer candy and jerky. Sixth store - a jacket that looks just like one of his too-big jackets that he really liked. Now he has a LOT of jackets to choose from, a couple of sweatshirts, some new t-shirts, lottery tickets, a gift card, and some stocking stuffers.
After spending 3 hours in bumper-to-bumper traffic to travel a total of around 15 miles, I kind of lost track of what I'd bought, but my checking account is screaming at me;) Moral of the story - tie your spouse up and demand an answer at least a month before Christmas. I will NEVER go through this again - I hate crowds and I hate traffic. The survival of my nervous system is at stake!!!
Why didn't he just ask for a #10 can of spaghetti with meat sauce? I had that already...
Then today he said he wanted a new pistol:rolleyes::rolleyes::rolleyes:
After spending 3 hours in bumper-to-bumper traffic to travel a total of around 15 miles, I kind of lost track of what I'd bought, but my checking account is screaming at me;) Moral of the story - tie your spouse up and demand an answer at least a month before Christmas. I will NEVER go through this again - I hate crowds and I hate traffic. The survival of my nervous system is at stake!!!
Why didn't he just ask for a #10 can of spaghetti with meat sauce? I had that already...
Then today he said he wanted a new pistol:rolleyes::rolleyes::rolleyes:
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