The maelstrom/”mall”strom
I am about to face my fears, to brave the elements, to enter the maelstrom, to take a deep breath and plunge … no, not into some freezing lake like the polar bear club crazies … but into the - gulp, eek! - shopping mall.
I wish I could resist the holiday hype and spending frenzy, but I have three daughters who expect Santa to fill the house with stuff on Christmas morning. So, off we go to charge charge charge away any extra $ that the high gas prices didn’t swipe. One of these days I will be strong enough to boycott it all. We already have 4 American Girl dolls in the house; who needs a 5th? My four year-old does, that’s who. Luckily, my mother-in-law is Santa’s helper for this pricey surprise. 100 bucks for a doll?
No, 100 dollars for a memory. Well spent. Thank you, Grandma!
I am taking my digital and will post a photo of my once-a-year (only) trip to the “Mall”strom.
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Good luck at the mall’strom…
Our two girls, now young ladies, grew up with American Girls. The oldest, now a sophomore in college, dressed Felicity in her holiday dress at Thanksgiving (before returning to school) so that Felicity could take her place by the hearth during the preparations for Christmas. Oh, and yes, grandma helped a great deal in building both Felicity’s and Molly’s collection.
Comment by Steve Sherlock — 12/11/2005 @ 8:45 pm