Christmas Cheer(ing)
I feel like saying "Booyah!" in a triumphant way. I think I will. BOO. YAH.
What is the reason for my joy? Well, most of my Christmas shopping is done as of today. This is pretty major. But the big news is that I gave Alex his big Christmas present today. One of the places that Mom, Josh, and I went today in our insanity was Costco. Josh needed to get Alex a present, and that was why we were going. We walked in the door, and I spotted a man sitting at a table. Behind the table was a full palette of PS3s. I squeed. I may have even exclaimed "It must be mine!" or something to that effect. The man at the table was very blase' in the face of my excitement and, with commendable calm, informed me that I needed to hand him my Costco card so that he could write down my name and number, and then he could give me a slip of paper that would entitle me to one PS3 at check-out. This transaction finished, I skipped over to where Josh picked up his present, and then we dashed to check-out. I couldn't stop smiling, despite the grouchy people and long lines that surrounded us. Finally, we made it to the pick-up window, and I held the mighty PS3 in my hands at long last. We placed it reverentially in the trunk of my mother's car (no sense tempting any would-be break-in artists) and finished our shopping. Then we went home, where I gleefully presented my treasure to Alex. He was stunned. Absolutely stunned. I am, understandably, quite pleased with myself.
And now, I think that I would like some dinner. ^_^ I also have to work on stuff for teaching kids to knit kittens tomorrow. Wheeeeeeee!
What is the reason for my joy? Well, most of my Christmas shopping is done as of today. This is pretty major. But the big news is that I gave Alex his big Christmas present today. One of the places that Mom, Josh, and I went today in our insanity was Costco. Josh needed to get Alex a present, and that was why we were going. We walked in the door, and I spotted a man sitting at a table. Behind the table was a full palette of PS3s. I squeed. I may have even exclaimed "It must be mine!" or something to that effect. The man at the table was very blase' in the face of my excitement and, with commendable calm, informed me that I needed to hand him my Costco card so that he could write down my name and number, and then he could give me a slip of paper that would entitle me to one PS3 at check-out. This transaction finished, I skipped over to where Josh picked up his present, and then we dashed to check-out. I couldn't stop smiling, despite the grouchy people and long lines that surrounded us. Finally, we made it to the pick-up window, and I held the mighty PS3 in my hands at long last. We placed it reverentially in the trunk of my mother's car (no sense tempting any would-be break-in artists) and finished our shopping. Then we went home, where I gleefully presented my treasure to Alex. He was stunned. Absolutely stunned. I am, understandably, quite pleased with myself.
And now, I think that I would like some dinner. ^_^ I also have to work on stuff for teaching kids to knit kittens tomorrow. Wheeeeeeee!