"Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. Delicious Ambiguity." ~ Gilda Radner

Friday, November 23, 2007

Here We Go A'Squandering...

"Employees hired here for ho-hum per hour
evade frazzled shoppers who from all different wealths,
squander the numbered heartbeats of their lives
to search for bargains planted cleverly
near high-margin impulse racks."

Yes, I went to Wal-Mart today.

I NEVER go Christmas shopping the day after Thanksgiving.

But I did today.

Not at the crack of dawn like all the nut-so malls were inviting people to do. I went about 10 a.m. Drove 30 flippin' miles...what a spectacle...

Talked to one of the sales associates...he said people were running and yelling through the doors at 5 a.m. One customer even pulled a sales associate's hair to get her attention...

What a world, what a world...what a sick, materialistic world...

Why do we even bother with Thanksgiving?

Soon, we will just skip the day of giving thanks and rush right into the Christmas h0liday the day after Labor Day...

All I really wanted to do was scout out a few ideas for DJ...Santa has to really watch his pennies this year...like every year...geeze, all the folks hauling out big ol' flat screen tvs and other junk...cha-ching, cha-ching goes the credit cards

Not us. It's cash or nuthin' this year.

All I want for Christmas is an hour-long therapeutic massage...maybe the whole hour just spent on my aching feet...or my neck...yeah, my neck

Or maybe a bottle of that $10 mascara remover from Target...Sonja whatsername...splurge a little...Or maybe a bottle of body mist, with the matching shower gel and lotion, let's see, what is the scent? Sensual Amber? Yeah...from Bath and Body Works...

Santa, are you reading my blog? LOL

A girl can dream, can't she?

Anyway, after I got home from the Wal-Mart Black Friday Shopping Debacle, I soothed by soul by playing my late mother's Christmas albums...I remember listening to those 33 RPMS while decorating the livingroom in our house on Buckeye Crescent in good ol' Madeira, OH.

But back to Thanksgiving

John really knocked himself out with the meal this year...yes, that's right. John makes the meal. I set the table and do the dishes...I am the envy of many a woman who has to slave away the entire Turkey Day while hubby and the other men in the fam sit around watching football...

Speaking of football...What a laughable Happy Thanksgiving "greeting" from the Dallas Cowboy Cheerleaders...anybody else catch that? LOL

And must the "easy listening" radio stations start playing the 24/7 Christmas carols a week before Thanksgiving?

I mean, how much "Feliz Navidad" can one person really enjoy?

And must they play Dan Fogelberg's "Another Old Lang Syne" five times a day? arghghghghghghgh...

"Met my old lover at the grocery store....the snow was falling Christmas Eve.... blah, blah, blah..."


Yup. It's the holiday season...

Pass me the Prozac and the sugar cookies, please.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Happy Holidays Cha Cha!