My daughter was born on January 15. When she was very young, her birthday became a national holiday. We thought it was nice to get her birthday off of work and school so we had an extra day together while she was growing up. She turned 25 this year. Her nickname at times is 'hairball.' At age two she had hair down to her waist. She still will not let me post pictures of her, so I can't show her gorgeous hair.
My daughter is a serious shopper. She must touch everything in every store she enters. She likes to find bargains. I was aware of her proclivities before offering her shopping money for her birthday. It seemed a way to get good quality time. We went in a snow storm last night to a local mall. At times the driving was close to whiteout conditions, but we prevailed. The temperature was in the single digits, brrrr.
That mall is unusual. It is half normal stores and half outlet stores, and set on one level in an oval. This means it is possible to literally walk around in circles for hours. We had dinner at Johnny Rockets, a 50s-style diner, and the shopping began.
Her phone only rang maybe 15 times, so we were disrupted less than normal. We hit several stores, looking at posters, jewelry, watches, lingerie, jeans, camisole tops, wicked witch shoes, boots, purses, and jackets. We only had about two shopping hours. She was as excited as a child on Christmas, although she only managed to spend less than a quarter of her shopping allotment, so we will be returning. We might end up at Neiman Marcus, Saks, the Salvation Army, or some local resale shops, or all of them. All I know is that she will touch everything in every store.
If you meet my daughter, I suggest you forgo any trips to a grocery store with her. I don't think she can get out of one in less than 3 hours.
For an update on the dogsitting saga, I have found an agency that charges an arm and a leg but is available for the trip out west. The beagles went to the vet today and got their nails clipped, and Molly got a booster shot. I think I have the only dogs in town who love to go to the vet.
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Maybe in your town, but mine loves the vet. Where else does she get so much attention from the vet, the staff, etc??!! They pet her, give her treats, tell her how good she is... Oh yes, she loves that place. Glad you found a kennel place. I went through that at Christmas, with places telling me, "Oh no, we have been booked since Halloween." Yikes.
My daughter will turn 25 this year too! Easy to remember the age (hahah) A leap year 1980. My daughter loves to shop too and I do not. It is torture going to the Mall with her, she takes forever! Not the touching, but the trying everything on! I last only about an hour.
Whew! I am glad that the doggy dilemema(sp) is solved!
I don't think that I could shop with your daughter, I like to take my time, but once I am done, I'm done and ready to get outta there!
hugs,
Kathi
Get thyself to Phoenix.........fast.......................It's going to be 80 degrees tomorrow. Tropical drinks, anyone? Anne
I have the only cats in town that like to go to the Chinese restaurant.
Brrr .. and Happy Birthday to Hairball. I love shopping with my daughter too. She had a birthday last week, let her do her own shopping with out me this year. I'm sure your daughter is happy you shared her nick name with us Mom. lol
*** Coy ***
That mall sounds great...I would love to have both types of shopping in one place. And I love Johnny Rockets....haven't been in years though!
Tracie
I think I would love shopping with your daughter! I don't know about three hours in the grocery store though.
~Heather
Hi,
Tell your daughter Happy Birthday from me. I know it is late. I can understand this thing about posting pictures since I only post my own pics and not of others since I have to protect them.
My shopping is opposite. I am in and out of stores right away and same with restaurants.
I am glad though that both of you enjoyed yourselves.
Hugs,
Anita
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