Shopping ... yuck!

Well, today Jonny decided to take Jack and Jacie to the movies. Jacie has been REALLY wanting to see "Freebirds." The three of them like to go to 3D, and I'm not a big fan of it, so I decided that we would split up and I would walk around the mall. Jonnys Christmas party for work is right around the corner, and I need an outfit.

ok, maybe not quite the right outfit.

Here's the problem, if you know me you'd know that I don't like to shop. Especially if I'm looking for something in particular.

Well, 10 minutes into walking my back told me to pop some advil, cause this is going to get serious!!

 

Of course the first 4 stores I go into I find NOTHING! Why? Because I had an idea of what I was looking for,which ment it was going to take me longer to find. Seems to always be that way with me. If I wasn't looking for something in peticular I would find the perfect thing!

I was determined to hit every store till I found what I was looking for! That in mind, I had to bob and weave around the kiosk people, trying to curl my hair, clear my skin, and apply some kind of lotion on my hands. 

So, as I'm walking I see the "Guess" store, and I thought I would just mosey on in and check it out. When I walk in, I smell and over welming odor, like there was a giant candle and they blew it out.

 

Now that I think about it, I hope there wasn't a fire somewhere in the store, and I was just too busy being completely annoyed by the smell and didn't stop to think to call the fire department.

So, I ignore the stench and keep looking till I end up twords the back of the store, and "guess" (hee hee, see what I did there?) what I see?? A DJ!!! Like, an actual guy with a turn table and headphones on!

I stopped and gauked at him in amazement! Do I continue shopping, or find a dance floor and drop it like is hot!?

Fortunatly he was too busy spinning records to notice me staring at him. However I kinda wonder if they just pay him to look like he's scratching records and playin' some phat beats to fool dumb founded women ..like me.

Anyway, after I pulled myself away from the DJ distraction, I head out of the store, because I found diddly squat at the "Guess" store. I guessed wrong on that store!

I do it to myself really, I am incredibly picky and find that its incredibly hard to find shirts that will stretch across my boobs without 1. popping buttons, and 2. making the pattern of some kind look completely distorted!

I get so flustered and agitated about shopping I find people step out of my way and avoid eye contact, because I'm pretty sure I look like Mrs. Scrooge!! I must have the look of: "Outta my way, people!! I hate shopping and I don't want to be here, but I have to!!!"

Anyway after about an hour and a half, the LAST two stores I go to, I found what I was looking for, accessories and all!!! 

So I head out side and sit on a wood bench to wait for the trio to finish there movie and meet me. However, when I sit down on the bench my back yelled, NOPE TRY AGAIN!! Apparently, the advil wasn't covering that.

So I get up and decide the cushioned car seats would be a better idea. I head to the car, and sit comfortably and rest my weary bones.

Just then, Jonny calls and they just finish there movie. I was happy I found my outfit.. without hurting anyone.. and they were happy with the movie they saw. All in all it was a good day!!!

Hope everyone has a happy weekend!!!!!!!!!