Today’s blog entry is brought to you by the letter D. D as in Done Christmas shopping, and D as in Drink. Both are fabulous things. Like whiskers on kittens.
Decorating. Done.
We got some Santas:
A tasteful tree:
Maybe a few more Santa’s?
Shopping. I made my one and only trip to the dreaded MALL. Why does it always feels like a reconnaissance mission??? I map my route out, loop through the obstacle course as fast as I can, and run for my life. Although, yesterday someone gave me a bonus coupon for $10 off my purchase (they couldn’t use it), and another store dug out a 15% that they thought would work! Merry Christmas nice people at the Mall!
Then, we have the ditz factor. Chico’s lady, STOP HOVERING OVER ME. Don’t tell me how unusual this Navy Blue jacket is, so unusual you can’t find a tank top in that color. Ummm, if you look over your shoulder at yonder rack, there are a pile of them. Right in your very own store. I quickly spun on my heel to leave, which was a shame, as I love shopping in stores with sizes 1, 2, and 3.
Williams Sonoma lady, if I want to buy a jar of garlic puree, PLEASE LET ME. Don’t tell me how easy it is to make my own and then proceed to give me your take on how to do it. And yes, I know you can buy chopped garlic at the regular grocery store, but it’s not puree. Which I use every night in the winter, because it keeps vampires at bay. P.S. You might consider promoting your companies products, I think they would really like it.
Luckily for me, I’ve never had to do anything like this at the Mall, for which I’m eternally grateful:
This is my friend Amazing Trips Christmas photo from a few years ago, Let’s just say the kids weren’t digging Santa. But is seriously is the funniest Christmas portrait I’ve ever seen.
So I’m feeling good things are done. Maybe I’ll do a little wrapping later, and oh yes, I think I will indulge with a little D called drink.
Bottoms up!
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Done shopping eh? What’d you buy your favortite little sister?
Thoriazine? Hope so! 
Your tree is right out of Jordan Marsh and as always, tasteful…I like the location. Santa’s are all displayed nicely- never enough Santa’s, I say. Have done some solo decorating and am considering inviting real people in to ohhh and ahhh over my efforts. Well, that means I have to feed them, doesn’t it? After all, it is Christmas and people when invited to one’s home expect food and drink – Oh drat, this is turning into a Bah Humbug moment. But, wait – it is the season to be jolly – I’ll bite!!! To be jolly, should you be FAT? I’m working diligently on that also. The important words are, according to Tiny Tim “God Bless us everyone.” So, on that note, let the festivities begin!!!
I’m deep into working full-time here. I haven’t shopped.
You have Santas like I have Snowmen.
Speaking of Santa, that look on his face, with 3 little screamers in his lap, is great!
Hope those snowmen appreciate the warm climate!
I’m Decorated! I’m Done! I’m Dawn! Can I Drink now??
I do not miss the crybaby on Santa’s lap days. What a cute picture, though.