Today was rainy and cold. My son wasn't able to do any work on the front porch. Since Ray and I were both off as well, I had planned to get up early and be at the mall by 7am where I thought JC Penny's was having a 50% Off Sale... on everything. I have never in my life been confused, even remotely, with a morning person, so it was no suprise when I couldn't get out of bed. I was shopping by 11:45 though. I was disappointed to find that the sale was only on all the items advertised in the booklet, not everything in the store. I know I was supposed to be Christmas shopping but they had a bedspread that I just knew Ray would like, and that's not an easy thing to find. It was so expensive though. The king-size quilt alone was $420! Even if it was 50% off, the price would have been devastating. For that kind of money I would expect the threads to be hand woven by celestial virgins on the highest mountain of Tibet, under a clear, midnight sky with only the light of burning candles made from the purest bees wax collected by Ponce DeLeon himself on one of his adventures to sew by, while neighboring villagers sang ancient hymns and danced wildly along the banks of a raging river as a 120 year old wise man drew the patterns on each and every individual quilt. By hand. If not... I don't think I want to pay any more than $100. Ray didn't think so either so we continued shopping. He took me to Strawbridges next, even though I really didn't expect to find any bargains there. The sweaters were wonderful. We got 2 for his mother and at least 4 for me. Plus a pair of Jones Of New York pants... the only designer label that has ever excited me. There were no lines in that store and you could get as many boxes as you wanted right at the register! It may have been a bit more expensive but I think it was worth it. I would say that even if I wasn't using Ray's credit cards. After a quick lunch (a gourmet turkey sandwich fit for the Gods) we went back home to take turns sucking up the water in the basement with the wet vac and throwing down towels. Now that's romantic!!
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I have some leftover yak anal hair sweaters. They're chewed to a velvety softness. They smell funny, but I can let you have them cheap.
Hmmm. Can you sew? Maybe slapping two double size bedspreads together would be less expensive. Or not. I'm just here rattling the rocks in my head. My, don't they sound nice.
And what's with this "2 for his mother and at least 4 for me" Christmas shopping? Reminds me of the time I divvied up candy for me and my sister before she could count. That's one for you, two for me, three for you, four for me ...
Well, at least you got at least 4 sweaters and a pair of Jones NY trousers. That way, you could like absolutely stunning while sucking up that water in the basement. ;-)
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