The ornament I bought for James at the bookshop is half price today. I saw it swaying in the store’s window. You have no idea how that irks me..how in one day you see what it was really worth all along.
Christmas mark-up, come to find out, is downright criminal.
Of course, you need to be a very special person to start shopping for next year the day after Christmas. I mean think about it…it’s finally over, then it begins again?
My neighbor Trudy is one of these special people I’m referring to. She’s out there buying wrapping paper, bows, cookie tins and we mustn’t forget cards bright and early on the 26th. She’s invited me to come along but the mere thought makes me sick. I actually dusted off my crucifix to stave her off since she rarely takes no for an answer. Looks kinda nice on that chain…a little big but I always wanted to look like the Pope. He’s so stylish in all that winter white…isn’t he?
I don’t want to know what my card is going to look like for next season. I also think it’s tempting fate…it’s the Italian in me. I’m acutely superstitious when it comes to hubris about the future. There may not be one so why am I spending all that money?
Biodegradable is the better way to go. If only there was a half price sale on grapefruit.
Macys apparently is giving things away. Buy 2 sets of twinkle lights get the 3rd set free; 3 stars for the price of one…menorahs, at a steal. All reindeer apparel: sweaters, socks, vests are 75% off. I had visions of Blitzen’s mother being the first in line. I didn’t write the ad, but doesn’t it sound like it’s aimed at actual reindeer? I can see them with their hoofs soaking in Epsom Salts fashion being the last thing on their minds. Now if Santa would break down and hire a few women that might change.
Who said, over Donner’s dead body?
I’ll admit, I’ve had a lot of alcohol the past couple of days so my humor is even more twisted than usual but, I feel the least consumerism can do is give us the rest of the week off.
Do you really have to ask why?
Because my wallet’s in a coma.