Posts Tagged ‘shopping’

I made it down to the donation center last Saturday morning, to finally get rid off all the stuff I cleaned out of the garage.ย  I was definitely off schedule and my hubby was not happy with me about dragging my feet going, but to my defense I was sick that first weekend and didn’t want to deal with it. I got him to load everything up Friday night and promised to take it. I had around 7 boxes and crates full plus an old t.v. and dvd player that still worked, just we don’t use them anymore.

Thursday we had to run an errand and we ended up in the parking lot of the donation place. I asked hubby if we could go in and look around. He doesn’t like shopping unless it is his idea. At first he was like no, then it was fine I will wait in the truck. I took the girls and went inside. We were going through the Halloween items looking for a mask and a bag to go with what Oldest had decided to be. Then we wondered down an isle and ended up in the toy section. Which is L’s favorite place. I let her look and she didn’t know where to start. The kid acts like she has no toys at home. I know she does, cause I trip over them every time I walk through the house. She started playing with this little train that actually had batteries in it and rolled around on the floor. She was sold.ย  I told Oldest that we made a mistake heading for the toys first. We are never going to get out. Luckily a few minutes later, hubby came walking down the isle. Yes, now we could move and he and L could stay in the toy section. Oldest and I wondered around, never found a bag, but did find a mask. Then we went into the kid clothes and I found 2 pair of pants that would fit L. I asked Oldest if she wanted to look at stuff in her size, she said that it felt weird to look at clothes that other people have worn. I told her it was no big deal, just wash it before you wear it. I mean what do you do with good clothes that you don’t want anymore? She never looked for her anything, but I found me a Halloween shirt that still had the original tag on it. We made it back to the toys and hubby was trying to get L to come with us and look at other things. She did reluctantly, but she had 2 trucks and the toy train. We went into the housewares and Oldest found her a huge white pillowcase for her bag and it was only 99 cents! We wondered around a little while longer and we decided it was time to go. While heading up to the checkouts, I seen something that looked familiar. It was an old jewelry box that I had just donated. “OMG” I said, “here is something I donated.”ย  I had put a piece of tape on it a long time ago to hold the box shut while it was packed up. I had some odds and ends in it and when I decided to give it up, I threw the stuff in it away and never took the tape off. It still had it on it. I thought that was strange that they left it and put it on the shelf. I almost took it off, but I didn’t. Wasn’t mine anymore. I did look at the price and it was $2.99. Wow, I would have said 50 cent in a yard sale. But the store works with Big Brother Big Sister, so I think it was a good place to donate.

We made our way to the checkout and 20 bucks later and a store card, we left. We were lucky, we went in on a day where everything with an orange tag was 50% off. The card gave me an extra 25% off the blue tag items. I think we did fairly well on all that we bought and I will go back. Especially around Christmas time to see what goodies that have. ๐Ÿ™‚



Stop Running

Posted: August 13, 2015 in blog, family, funny, kids, parenting, toddlers
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Tonight we went up to Walmart. Little L hadn’t been anywhere since she got sick, so she was really happy to get to go. She did really good through most of the store. Most is the key word. She looked at everything she could possibly look at and even got her a new toy. She helped sissy and I push the cart and pick out chips and milk. We went over to the shoes and I was looking for her a new pair of tennies when this guy comes running through chasing his daughter. He was telling her to stop and she finally did. He was a bit out of breath when he caught up to her and I walked past him and said, “I got one of those too. She does that all the time.” He smiled and shook his head in agreement and went on. I didn’t find any shoes for her so we went on up to check out. This, my dear friends, is when the fun began.

The lines were totally ridiculous being almost 8 p.m. on a Thursday night. But if I had my way this is the time I would come out to shop too. It is just too hot during the day here right now. So we are assessing the lines and L takes off. First she was just walking, with sis behind her then her walk turned into a run. She was headed towards the toys then decided to zig zag over into the health and beauty department. Oldest was behind her and dad and I stopped to talk about which register to go to. We heard L’s scream and he went to get them while I headed to a register. They came up and he set her in the top of the cart. She was squirming wanting down. He set her down and decided to head to the car. As he was giving me some money we thought Oldest was watching L. Wrong. We looked around and she was gone. I took off in a panic. There were a ton of people milling around and I am not quite the runner, but dammit this is my kid. So I am yelling her name through the store. A few people look at me as I round a corner and there was the guy I seen in the shoe department. He said “There she is.” I smiled and thanked him and said “See, I told you.” He laughed and smiled and I could tell he was glad it wasn’t him this time.

I got to hand it to L though,  she is fast on her feet. *Note get that kid into soccer*  I could not catch up when I seen Oldest right on her trail again. She steered her down an isle back to daddy, when she let go and L almost got away again. I grabbed her and picked her up and happily handed her to daddy. I sent Oldest with him to help settle her down while I paid for our stuff.

About 5 minutes away from the house she fell asleep and we had to wake her up so I could get her ready for bed. Took about 30 minutes and she was out. All that running can really tire a poor baby out. Not to mention her dear old mom. ๐Ÿ™‚

Oldest finally got her pretzel from Target. We went yesterday, but this is the first chance to write it down, since I wanted to talk about Friday first.

We left out of here about 1:30, when Little L went down for her nap.
I felt bad for not taking her,ย  but it is even harder to walk out of the house when she is awake. We get into Target and get 2 pretzels, some nacho cheese dipping sauce and 1 large soda to share. Oldest was very happy and she joyfully munched and talked the whole time. We usually have a good time, when it is the two of us. We can joke and be silly. Afterwards, we decided to walk through Target for a bit. When we left there, since it is a strip mall, we went to the next store, then the next, then the next. Just window shopping and enjoying the day. She said it was officially mommy/daughter day. I told her to soak it up, because these chances are far and few. After we went into Michael’s, I told her I would do one more store. The next one in line was Pet Smart.

We went in and headed for the cages to see what all they had. We saw some snakes and lizards,ย  and a turtle, that I think was trying to escape. It was very sad. They had a few guinea pigs that were cute and some hamsters. We made our way through the whole store then back up to the fish tanks. I pointed out some really pretty colored ones and Oldest asked why she couldn’t have a fish. I told her I didn’t care, her dad always said no. Then she proceeded to tell me that she could set a tank on her dresser,ย  and she would feed it and take care of it. Again, I told her that dad always says no when I have brought it up in the past. We looked for a few minutes more, then she asks how much tanks are. We started loooking at them and she found the small fish bowls, which were not expensive at all. She told me she wanted to get one. I said talk to your father. Then the tables turned, she went from being nice to a spoiled brat in a matter of seconds. “Why can’t we buy it now? I want it and a fish.” I tried to talk to her, but she was making it really difficult.ย  I told her we had to go and headed for the door. I hate when she does this. She is usually pretty patient and says maybe for my birthday or Christmas, when she sees things that are either expensive or something I need to discuss with her dad.ย  But lately, it is give me this, get me that. She can turn a shopping trip into a I just want to finish and get the hell home trip in a matter of seconds.

On the way to the car, I tried to get talk to her. Not argue, just talk. I told her that I thought we were having a good day, but she made life difficult when she pulled stuff like this on me. I told her how I understood not getting what you want right then and there. But to act like a spoiled little kid in the middle of a store isn’t going to keep happening. I told her to grow up. She said “I’m only 11.” I said, “Then act like it.”  We made it to the car and drove home in silence. When we got here, she plopped down on the couch while I went to find L and daddy. They were in the bedroom, L had just woke up a bit earlier. I told him what had happened just to get it off my chest. He didn’t say much to her about it, just kinda let her think about her actions. She set across from us for awhile, then finally came over and apologized.ย  Hopefully what I had said to her is what made her do it, and our next outing is stress free. If it keeps going like this, I may never want to leave the house again.

Today I had to do a few errands and get the final stuff for Little L’s Birthday. Now that doesn’t seem hard but in 100+ degree weather it is, trust me. It got hot way too fast this year. Needless to say, the trip to the park for a birthday picnic is out of the picture. But I needed to go and get some balloons and my mom wanted to pick her up “one last gift.” Oldest had been given a dress by her friends mom. It is kinda Goth looking with lips and skulls all over it. She loves it and wanted to wear it.


Isn’t she cute?

So off we went about noonish. When we were almost done in Walmart, Oldest needed to go to the restroom. Even though I hate to let her go off on her own, I said o.k. She made it back and said that this woman started talking to her about the dress. She said that she used to wear stuff like that when she went to school.ย  At first Oldest thought she was going to give her a compliment about wearing it. Then this person said “then I realized they were ugly.” And walked off from her. I was like WTH? Way to make a kid feel good about themselves. I wished that I had gone with her. Good chance that the woman would not have said anything if I had been there though. I guess no one ever taught her manners, or she was just jealous cause my kid was rockin that dress. ๐Ÿ™‚

We get through shopping and finally get to the checkout. There is 2 people in this line, so I pull in. The guy in front of me looked a little peculiar to say the least. He was wearing sunglasses and didn’t have but a few things, which when it was his turn he told the cashier that he didn’t need them. I am a people watcher and if something strikes me a bit odd or off, I pay attention to the situation. I was starting to unload my cart when he looked at me and said excuse me and pulled his cart out of the way. I told him no problem and went back to what I was doing. But I do remember looking back at the cart to make sure my purse was there. Yes this dude gave me a weird feeling. Off he went and the cashier starting talking with us. I was almost finished unloading, when I looked up, and there in front of the store was atleast 10 security guys with this man that was in front of me moments ago. Two of them had this guys arms behind his back, one on each side. I, which cannot be quiet, said pretty loudly, “There goes that guy that was just in your line.” The cashier looked over and then looked back at me. I asked, “That was him right?” She said yes and that her knees just went weak. We were just looking at each other and then thinking about what I had said, I go, “and I said that rather loudly, didn’t I?” We all laughed and then went on about checking out. I did tell the cashier that I used to work at Walmart, and I remember following potential shoplifters around the store. Having to catch them before they hit the doors. Not fun at all.

After that excitement,  we went over to the Dollar Tree and got a few helium balloons for the birthday girl. One is Elmo’s face and the others said Happy Birthday. I got a bag of regular balloons that we are going to spend Wednesday night blowing up.

So that was my fun Monday outing. I am not going anywhere the rest of the week. It is just too damn hot! ๐Ÿ˜‰

Just Be A Kid

Posted: March 17, 2015 in blog, Daughter, kids, tweens
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high heels“Stop trying to grow up so fast.” I told my oldest. This was the beginning of our heart to heart talk that we had a few nights ago. It all started while shoe shopping on Saturday afternoon. I hate shoe shopping let me say that. I can never find what I want. I like comfort, but I can’t wear flip flops. The thing that goes between your toes, just kills me. I wore them as a kid, but adulthood, nope, ain’t happening. I am a casual girl. Never felt comfortable in heels either, always wore flats. So…Oldest is bored while I try on my 10th pair, trying to find something that would go with my everyday mom clothes, yet looks nice enough if we did happen to go out to eat again, this year!

Now Oldest has always, always, always, liked high heel shoes. I remember taking her in when she was younger and she went straight for a pair of red heels and immediately tried them on. She couldn’t walk in them of course, but it was fun back then to see her in them. This time, since she was bored, she got to looking at heels and found a pair of black ones. Oh boy they were fancy. They were atleast 4″ tall and I cringed thinking about trying to stand in them, let alone walk. She asked if she could try them on and I said go ahead. She rocked those shoes. She walked around that store like a boss. Falling in love with them. I asked how could she walk in them, she said it was super easy. She sure made it look like it too. She finally set down to take them off and looked at the price. They were on sale for $35.00. She tells me the price and I didn’t really say anything to her. Then she asks if she could have them. “NO!” I said. “Well, can I have a different pair, a cheaper pair?” I said “You can look for sandals.” But no, she wanted heels. Then she starts following me down the isle. “Come on, all the kids wear them.” “I don’t care what they wear, you aren’t getting heels at 11 years old.” I was done with the conversation, but she wasn’t. She kept going on and on about having heels and why can’t she and how she never gets what she wants…blah blah blah.ย  I was listening, trying not to blow my top at her right in the middle of the store. I finally decided on a pair and we headed up to the counter.

Later that evening, she was sitting on the couch and the conversation turned back to those heels. How she just wanted them so bad. “How old do I have to be to wear them?” I said, “Maybe 15 or 16.” She didn’t like that answer. “Well,you are not getting them at 11, that’s for sure!” Then I said, “Stop trying to grow up so fast.” She started to walk away from me. I stopped her. She reluctantly turned back around. “You are 11, you have 18 years to be a kid. Be a kid. After that, if you live to be 80 years old you have 60 plus years to be an adult. You get me?” She didn’t say anything. I could tell, she was letting it sink in. I said it all to her again. Then I said, “And you are half way there baby girl. You have 7 years left to be a kid. Please, be a kid.” “Be my kid.”ย  She sat back down on the couch. We were both quiet for a little bit. Then she started talking about some silly video she seen on You Tube. Not another word about the shoes were mentioned. And the rest of the evening went pretty well. ๐Ÿ™‚

I go shopping alot. Not the fun shopping, you know the one where you come out with a great new top or you finally find that pair of shoes that don’t hurt your feet. No I do the dreaded G shopping. Yep, you guessed it, grocery. I cringe when I say the word now. I literally hate grocery shopping. I get so stressed out when it is time to go. But we go to have food, right? Hubby likes me to go to a certain store, Winco. I will only go here if he goes with me cause it is one that you have to bag your own stuff. I refuse to shop then have to bag it. It is bad enough having to put it all up when I get home. So Friday, the fam minus grandma, sets out to do some shopping. What? Why didn’t granny go with you? Oh because she wants to make it difficult on me and wants me to take her to Walmart the next day to get her stuff. I live at Walmart…just read my other posts. Anyways, we set off, it isn’t too far from the house, I was driving. We get to the parking lot, pull into a spot I see smoke coming out from under the hood. I ask hubby why was there smoke coming from the hood, he gets out to go look cause the temp gauge the whole ride was normal and the car was running just right. We pop the hood and there is antifreeze all over the top of the engine. He thinks a clamp came loose and he said he can fix it when we get home. We go do our shopping, which didn’t take too long at all. I had planned to pick up some items during my trip to walmart the next day since I can price match there.

We made it home and after about an hour hubby says that there is a whole in the radiator and we can’t drive it for a few days till we can get a new one. Ok…that’s fine, we have his work truck to fall back on. But here’s the glitch, grandma can’t get up in the stupid truck cause it is huge and way off the ground. Let’s face it, I can hardly get up in it either since my knee has been giving me fits over the past month. This morning I told my mom that I was just going to run up to Albertson’s since they have milk on sale and that was one thing I was going to price match at walmart. I then ask her what she wants me to pick up.ย  “I need coffee.”ย  “Ok. what else?” “Nothing else.” Now here we go. “Well it will be a few days till we go to walmart so tell me if you need anything else I will get it.” She goes in her room and comes out and hands me a 5 dollar bill. “Just coffee.” I take the money and she goes into mumbling something about she was opening the new bag of dog food today and we were going to need some. I think he won’t eat a whole bag in one day. Then she goes on and says something about toilet paper. We were just up there last week. I bought toilet paper but she didn’t. She does that. She doesn’t buy it when we are there, so that way she has an excuse to go again. She has always always always been like this.

I get Oldest and we go to the store. She is in a good mood because she is going to spend the night at her friends house. A last hoorah before school starts back Monday. We get in the store and pick up mom’s coffee, and a few other things, they were really having a good sale. Headed back to the milk. I was wanting 3 jugs. They had a limit on the sign saying 2 per customer. UGH! Don’t they know that since my Little L discovered milk she is hooked and we can go through a jug in like a day maybe a day and a half if no one else drinks any. I get the 2 jugs, grumping all the way through the rest of the store. When we get out to the truck, I set the bags in the back seat, and look at Oldest. “Oh shoot, we forgot the milk!” She laughs and we head back into the store laughing all the way in and she says we need to have a disguise. She pulls her hair up over here lip like a mustache which makes us laugh more. We safely bring back 2 more jugs of milk. Yes, mission complete!!

We make it home moments before her friend shows up. I was making her lunch and just stuffed it in her backpack. Atleast I won’t have to go back for a few days, or until the dog runs out of food. Whichever comes first. ๐Ÿ™‚

On one of my trips out last week, I went into the dollar store to pick up a few odds and ends. I was mainly looking for stocking stuffers for Little L to open on Christmas morning. Oldest was easy peasy! I got her some candy and a few girly things. But for someone that is under 2, I was lost. I was browsing through the Christmas candy and up above what I was looking at, I seen what I wanted. Some wonderful Christmas board books. When Oldest was little, I would buy her all kinds of books from the dollar store. She loved books. Little L on the other hand loves to chew on them. It was so hard to read to her too. I would get a page into the story and she would either fight to turn the page or just take the book out of my hands. Well the week before last, something wonderful happened. I picked up her Velveteen Rabbit book and started to read it to her and she actually let me get through the whole book! I was so very happy, you would not believe. Oldest loved to hear the stories from the get go. She still had her moments when she gnawed on the ends of one, but not like L.

I picked out five Christmas books for her. I wanted more, there were more, but I had to draw the line. Right. I ended up getting her a couple more regular little books also. SO I decided to give her one book every night until Christmas starting on Saturday, and put the regular story books in her stocking. She was excited when Oldest gave her the first one, Santa Claus. She let us read it, and has been very good and not chewed on it as of yet. Sunday night I gave her one about a reindeer named Munch that was looking for some lunch. Very cute indeed. I love rhyming books. She let sissy ready it to her and then she looked at all the pretty pictures.


Just three more nights to go…ย  ๐Ÿ™‚


How many presents are enough for an 18 month old??

Back when oldest was the only child and she was 3 and a half, one of my sister in laws came into some money. She decided that she was going to buy my daughter a mountain of gifts for Christmas that year. You should have seen the tree, it was just really unbelievable. It got to a point that I told her to stop, because I couldn’t compete with all that she was buying. That poor kid was so overwhelmed come Christmas morning, that she didn’t really play with anything. Plus it made it really hard to buy for her over the next couple of years, because she had so much and she had just about everything you could imagine.

When I was growing up, it was me and my two brothers. I was the youngest, my oldest brother didn’t live with us. My mom bought my brother and I the same amount of presents and my oldest brother a few less. She always tried to make it “even” she said. I don’t know if she did this when I was really little, but there was 7 years between the one brother and myself. So I am sure he got a few more things then I did when I was still a toddler.

This year, I bought Little L 4 nice gifts. I got Oldest 9. My mom got Little L 5 gifts and Oldest 7. While I was wrapping some things today, she said that she thought she needed one more thing for Little L. I told her I didn’t think so what she got her was sure to be enough. “Well, I just feel like I didn’t get her enough.” she tells me.ย  She was trying to make things “even” between the two. I knew what she was doing. I had told her when we started shopping that it was only fair that Oldest gets more. She is 11, and no she doesn’t do toys, she does teenage things, like music, makeup, clothes. Also, I did not want to overwhelm little L by buying her a ton of toys. We went back and forth for a few minutes, I was trying to talk her out of buying one more present for L. I sure hope I succeeded. ๐Ÿ™‚

I couldn’t believe it. A Friday night and both kids were in bed at 9 p.m. Which is nice, because the first day of Christmas break and both were up early. Little L decided she was going to get up at 6:30 which is not like her at all. She has been sleeping in and her afternoon naps have been rather late in the day. Then getting her to bed at a good time before I end up pulling my hair out has also been rather trying. So to put it short, it has been a hell of a week!

Shopping on Monday with Oldest, then Tuesday I had to run errands with hubby. Wednesday I decided to go and get my drivers license. Bad mistake. They said I need a certified copy of our marriage certificate. I showed them the same one that I have showed two other states and they took it no problem. So whateves! After that, I decided to run over to Michael’s Craft store and take a look around. My mom and Oldest were with me, so she talked her grandma into buying us a pretzel at Target next door. She loves those pretzels! Once our tummy’s were full, we browsed around the store for a bit. Thursday, I had to go to the post office and my mom wanted to go to Kmart. So off we went about noon. We got almost to the post office and the damn check engine light popped on. Scared my mom…it doesn’t take much! I got to the post office and called hubby. He said to just come on back home and he would check it out. He fixed it, just a hose that he had disconnected when he replaced the battery Sunday. Took it that long to register with the car that it was unhooked. Since we were all the way back home, we just decided to finish our shopping up at Walmart. Of course it was very crowded, but we managed to get the items we were looking for. When I got home I swore that for the next 3 days, I wasn’t going to leave the house. Oldest then tells me that she felt like she was getting sick. Great. I gave her some medicine, had enough for 3 doses. So that meant I would have to run to the drug store Friday after I said I wasn’t going anywhere. Isn’t that ironic! Then I got to thinking, my mom had said several times over the past month that she would like to have a full length mirror in her room. Light bulb. DUH! There’s the present that I was looking for. No silly cat item. Get the mirror, dummy. I told Oldest that maybe Saturday we would run to Walmart or Target to see if we could find one. Then Friday morning, hubby needed some antifreeze and since I needed cold med for Oldest, would I just go on to Walmart and get what he needed. Sure, why not! Been running around all week, I can do one more day. UGH! But I have to say, we did good. We found a very nice mirror with the brackets to hang it up with. Oh, they didn’t have the cold medicine that I like, so we had to make yet another stop at the drug store.

Please, Can I Stop NOW!!

I have some wrapping to do tomorrow. I have some grocery shopping to take care of on Monday. But I will say this…I am not, will not, no you can not make me leave this house today or tomorrow.ย  I am tired! I don’t need or want anything. I love Christmas, but I will be glad when my life goes back to being dull and boring with no place to go. ๐Ÿ™‚

So what do you get the person that wants everything, but doesn’t need or even use it after you get it for them? That is my mom…one of the hardest people any more to buy for. Oldest had been counting the days till she could go Christmas shopping for the family.ย  Her daddy took her out Sunday night to get mine. Although they said she didn’t buy one thing for me, then mysteriously disappeared into the garage for about 30 minutes Monday evening. She was excited to finally get to shop. I hadn’t taken her the past few times I went. Kinda hard to shop for her when she is standing right beside you.ย  We headed out on Monday morning to have some fun and get the rest of her shopping done. Sis and dad were gonna be easy, but this year, Oldest said we had to find something for grandma with a cat on it. That way she would actually like or use what we bought.

Two years ago, my mom hinted that she really needed flannel sheets. For that Christmas, I bought her a set.ย  We moved here and ended up leaving the bed that was in her room. When she bought her new one, she bought a smaller bed. No more flannel sheets. I also bought her Mickey mouse pajamas. She loves Mickey or so I thought. I have seen her in them one time and that was last Christmas. Last year, she said she needed a new pair of house shoes. Now I bought her a pair the year before, never seen her wear them. She never once told me that they were the wrong size or I would have taken them back. She told me that the arthritis in her feet made the ones she had feel tight. She even picked out the pair she wanted one day when we were out but put them back. I made my way back to that store, fought the hoard of people shopping a couple of days before Christmas, stood in a line for atleast 40 minutes for her never to wear those stupid shoes. She told me recently they were too big. OMG lady. I got the wrong size twice? HOW???

One thing that you can never go wrong with is buying that woman something with a cat on it. You see, my mom loves cats๐Ÿพ and every time she sees something with a cat on it, she just ooohs and awwws about it. Well, right before Thanksgiving, we seen a huge throw with a picture of a cat on it. The perfect present! ๐ŸŽ Of course, I couldn’t buy it then and the next time we went, it was gone. Then my mom started talking about it, hinting. But every time we went, it was no where to be found. On Sunday, I looked it up on the website and it said that the store I shopped in had it in stock. I could order it and pick it up that day. Since we were going up there, I thought I would just hold off and take another look around to see if they had it. We walked the area atleast 2 times trying to find the throw or a person to ask for help.ย  I finally found a sales associate and showed her the picture. Well, she didn’t speak English very well, so she just pointed in the vicinity.ย  We walked around the housewares area again. The next guy I found, said he hadn’t seen them, but check in the back at the site to store area. Oldest and I eventually made our way back there, after picking up Little L’s present. The line was long. Long enough I wasn’t standing in it. So we went on. A little while later, we headed back to the back to see if the line had died down. It had. I walked right up to the counter and there was an assistant manager working. I showed her the picture and asked where it was. She said that she had actually tried to find it the day before and couldn’t. I told her that there were a ton up front right before Thanksgiving, but the person I wanted it for was with me. The next time they were gone. I said there is no way you sold out of them that quick. There were just too many. She just shook her head and said sorry. Then threw in that if I did find them in the store to come back and let her know.

We gave up after that and started looking at other things. After another 20 minutes of walking around that store, the only damn thing we could find was a night gown with drawn on cats. We also found a cat calendar to go with it. Oh boy, yeah, score! *sarcasm in case you couldn’t tell*ย  They say that it is the thought that counts, right? I sure hope that that’s true.ย  I like practical gifts. I asked for pillows and that is what she got me. Pillows…nice, new, fluffy, can’t wait till Christmas night to sleep on those bad boys…Pillows! ๐Ÿ™‚