Whenever I don't know what to do with myself I go to Kohl's. It is close to the house, quiet, and large enough to get lost in for an hour. About two weeks ago I ventured over there after dinner one night. I didn't have anything, other than my insane quest for the perfect boots, that I really needed or wanted I just browsed the sale racks and the ladies clothes. On my final lap of the store I saw a sweat shirt that I knew S would like. He wears these old man half zip sweatshirts around the house at night. When they are new they look pretty nice, but they get old and either stretched out or shrinked up really fast. Anyway, they were on sale, so I pick one out for S to give to him on his birthday.
Fast Forward to Last Night:
It was the first cold night and really it wasn't that cold, it isn't like we had the heat on, we just cannot wait to use the fireplace more! Anyway, we opted to have a fire. S tells me he just wanted to change up first. So he comes downstairs and he is wearing an old man sweatshirt - half zip in the same color I had bought him last week. So I start to laugh and before I knew it I was telling him the story. So tonight, before dinner, I went back to Khol's. They still don't have boots by the way. I came close with a Vera Wang black pointy toe number but alas they didn't have size 10, no one does. I return the old man sweatshirt and exchange it for a Dunder Mifflin Paper Company logo tee. Somehow I think S will like that better in the long run. Now, only if I could find the perfect boot!
PS: They were playing Christmas music.