shopping

12-07-99

Babysat last night and then went to Anna's for a bit of wine and Austin Powers. The baby thing took a lot out of me; the high school girl who watched the kids until 6 forgot to tell me that the 3 year old has a new bedtime of 8:30. She had a screaming temper tantrum at, hmm, right around 8:30, because she's no longer taking naps.

The "reason" for the tantrum? She was eating ravioli with ketchup (mmmm!) and a blobby of ketchup landed on the front of her shirt. Of course the entire outfit must be changed.

Kid: "I can't find my CLO-O-O-THES!"

Betsy: "They're probably in your room, why don't you check there?"

Kid: "A-A-A-A-HA-HA-HA-HAAAAAAA...."

(runs to room, sobbing and naked, and comes back two minutes later, still sobbing and still naked.)

Kid: "I...I..." (hyperventilates)

Betsy: "Maybe you should just put this on." (holds up a Barbie nightie.)

Kid: "That's PEE-JAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYSSS...ZZZZZ...ZZZZ...."

Betsy: "You sound like you're ready for bed?"

You can imagine how that went over.

Today was the day off. Got up early, got my hair cut, went to the bank for (apparently) no reason, and then went Christmas shopping.

Haircut: good. I was shaggy like mop. Trying to grow out that too-shortness from last July. Hair's back to a decent length now, I look like Scully again.

Okay, I don't look anything like Scully. (I wish.) But my hair, if seen by a complete stranger, from the right angle, might sometimes appear to be cut in a similar style.

Bank: I went to open a new savings account, only to be told that I can only have one. Boo hoo. John and I have each decided to piggy bank one dollar every day, so that at the end of next year we'll have $730 dollars. Then we'll put together a new computer so that this journal may continue to be. Naturally, we'll put the change in the savings account, all that 3% interest, you know. Our current account is under my social security number, though, so John will have to open the new one. I sat in the lobby for 20 minutes, then put up with a simpering bank slut just to be sent home with a HappyFace sticker and a mini-candy cane.

Christmas shopping: Good! I spent a ton of money, went home thinking, god, I spent too much money, and then I realized that I finished my shopping for 4 or 5 people, I didn't just go into **** and ********* and drop that much money on myself, or just on one person. I have decent ideas for the rest of everybody. I'm a kickass mo'fo' Christmas shopper, yeah man.

While shopping, I spent all of the $60 that we were using to open our Dollar A Day savings account. Crunch all you want, we'll make more. Not like I don't have my FIRST savings account to steal from.