Brain Dump

I can't believe I haven't blogged since the 5th and today is the 13th and it's already 9:25 in the PM. I've decided I have a middle-class, yuppie cat. I base this on the fact that she; a) always wants more than she has, and b) has to have everything perfect, her way or the highway. Ultimately an allergic mess wrapped up in a natural fur coat. I think her little pea brain honestly believes she's some kind of royalty. I just shake my head.

Have you ever wondered where all the stuff in the Ross stores comes from? Goodwill is full of donations, Walmart is full of their own sad, sad brands, as is Nordstrom. So when you walk through Ross, you have to ask yourself, what blind buyers in what sad store ever bought this stuff in the first place? It certainly isn't the place to go if you actually need something specific because that's when they won't have it, kind of like Costco. The never-count-on-it just live spontaneously store. Not only is it a colossal pile of junk, it's not cheap. Or, maybe I'm cheaper. The eternal question. Anyway, it isn't just the cheap junk, it's the cheap junk all over the floor. What is it about people who shop in these places and their slovenly attitudes, just dropping the sad but slightly pricey merchandise on the floor and not just leaving it there, walking on it or driving their cart over it. And the service, I definitely don't think I'll be getting a follow up call at home asking me how my shopping experience was.

Tomorrow I'm attending a 30 year luncheon for one of my employees. All I can say is I'll be dead before I reach mine so no cake for me.

Tomorrow I'm also taking my car full of Christmas paraphernalia to the Battered Women's and Children's Shelter. This is one of my favorite things to do because these ladies have absolutely nothing and it's so important to get them off on the right start so they aren't tempted to go back.
I've had lots of support from my co-workers this year and I'm so thankful for that.

Do you even have a clue how many different types of toys they have created for kids in the bathtub, I don't see any good reason for kids to ever get out of their bath anymore. They look like so much fun I'd like to have some of them myself. It's really amazing. There's nothing like a good toy store for what ails you.

Time is barreling by and I have about a zillion presents to wrap. I wonder if I stay up all night every night from now till then if I'll be able to get it all done. Probably not so I guess we'll just have to delay Christmas, no you say? OK, I'll have to hire some additional elves. Maybe my condo cat could see her way to moving off the middle of the paper and helping me wrap. Probably only if she can shred the paper as she goes. Oh well, it will all get done somehow, I don't know how though, it's a mystery.