Coral Ridge Waddle
Whoops, I forgot to post yesterday. I need to be careful about that these days, or people are going to assume I went into labor. I did not.
This week is all weird-feeling because of the unusual Tuesday. Friday has come as a pleasant surprise. I think I need to go to the mall tomorrow (horror of horrors) to finish up some holiday shopping. That’s not very fun, but since I did 80% of my shopping online, it’s not so bad to just duck in and pick up a few things. We’ll see if the fates agree. Normally my strategy would be to get there right at opening time, but Denny’s mom and cousin Shannon are going to be in town for Shannon’s graduation (congratulations on the MBA, Shannon!), and I think we’re having breakfast and/or lunch.
That’s okay. I will be brave. I will make a strategy for getting through the mall without having to do any unnecessary doubling back (a technique I employ at the grocery store, and it makes a huge difference in my time spent shopping and my general attitude). I will wear comfortable shoes. I will not get overly annoyed by slow walkers because nowadays I am, in fact, a slow walker.
Or maybe a slow waddler. I fear it has come to that.
Interesting. I’m one of those people (who probably annoys you to no end) who:
1. Begins Christmas shopping on or about December 26th. I was done before Halloween this year.
2. Actually enjoys shopping. Though I’ll admit I do get highly annoyed at slow walkers (and drivers and really just slowness in general). I also have a “path” through the grocery store that eliminates back-tracking and wasted time.
It’s true. Shopping is made about a bazillion times less onerous if you know what you want, where it is, and how to get to it. I feel like I’m sticking it to The Man when I breeze right by all those high-impact displays the stores stick along the aisles to trap less-seasoned shoppers.
Let us know if anyone 1) touches your belly; 2) asks when you’re due 3) tells you you’re “about to pop.”
you will make your husband drop you at the door and pick you up! its still icy!
That doesn’t drive me crazy, Jeff. In fact I admire it. I love planning ahead. The problem is that I like to spend the year gathering clues and hits about what people would like.
I like your attitude, Linds.
Such people will get withering glances and/or shin-kicks, map.
Saturday night: Brian and I saw the several ending minutes of a certain vintage program on PATV this evening and I want to congratulate you on your performance in the Jason Nebergall feature, THE BASEBALL KID.