15 hours after we embarked on our endeavor, I am home.
We dined at Buca di Beppo, then fueled by Pepto Bismol, we went to The Promenade to cap off our night. It was powerful cold, so we only mustered the energy to do two stores:
What we do sounds insane when you read it. Right now my feet are aching, and I’m exhausted. My face is red from the wind and cold. And you may even be wondering: “Why did you even bother, since you only mangaged one gift in 15 hours?”
Because I love to throw myself into the Holiday and that means rubbing elbows with the thousands of harried shoppers and admiring the gorgeous decorations and listening to the carols that warm my heart. People complain about the holidays all the time. But we saw very few miserable people today. Most of our fellow shoppers had broad smiles as they looked for items to give their loved ones.
Because it’s Mom and I together, smiling and laughing constantly as we try to see how many stores we can visit in the course of the day. Oh, and how many premiums (gift cards, giveaways, etc) we can snatch up. There were times today I laughed so hard that my eyes teared up.
But right now, I’m off to soak in the tub. Then back down here in towel and bathrobe with a glass of egg nog to write. I have photos, naturally, but they’ll be up tomorrow.
(Also tomorrow, rival weight-loss blogger, I go back to the gym and start scaling down the meals. Be afraid.)
