I die

Thanksgiving was great, my Costco pumpkin pie was well-received, and The Pink Stuff looked just like an oozing brain as it melted on its platter all afternoon.

Because I was awake uncharacteristically late on the night of Thanksgiving, I decided to drop in to Old Navy when it opened at midnight. But when I pulled into the parking lot and saw the line of several hundred people stretched out from the door, I just kept on going. Went back the next day at 11am and had a perfectly pleasant time with other pleasant people who did not try to slap me or steal my stuff.

Which is a good thing, because I snagged the last little wool peacoat in the Tiny Dark Lord's size, and I would have fought somebody over it.



Bebe McGooch said... [reply]

Clearly, the shopping gods were smiling upon you. Super cute!

Janssen said... [reply]

I bought Ella a little ruffly-neck dress coat at Old Navy a couple of weeks ago and she wore it today for the first time. I DIED.

Nemesis said... [reply]

Jansen, I KNOW that coat. I bought the last one for my niece!

Nemesis said... [reply]

I mean Janssen. I domknow how to spell your name.

And Bebe McGooch, it was the pictures of your sweet little guy in his jacket that made me realize my boy (read: I) needed one.

Nemesis said... [reply]

I DO know how to spell her name. GOSH iPad keyboard.

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