Christmas shopping was…well, Christmas shopping. Our first time out we always nail the primary gifts for the two boys, and we feel pretty good about what we’ve accomplished. THEN I sit down and make The List. Stocking stuffers alone can cripple a woman, no? And while we only buy for the kids in the extended family, we’ve got a pretty sizeable clan. Teacher’s gifts. And so on and so on and so on. We’ve put barely a dent in it.
And I’ve just been informed we’re out of bologna, so grocery shopping is in order. I’d rather be locked in a house with a crack addict going cold turkey than the short kid with no bologna.