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Post by countrygal on Dec 14, 2008 10:18:51 GMT -5
Yes, we're back! Had a fun time. The parks were decorated for Christmas and were beautiful! Tony only got one call from the farm but he's not a big crowd fan so he was a pain in the butt sometimes, but if I didn't force him to get away, he never would. Working all the time isn't good for him. Now I'm in high gear to finish up my Christmas shopping!
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Post by kim on Dec 14, 2008 11:06:05 GMT -5
Thanks Clipper...you're making me blush!
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Post by Clipper on Dec 14, 2008 11:19:10 GMT -5
High gear huh? I can picture you now, running frantically through the stores and pushing carts laden with goodies out to the car. Isn't Christmas wonderful? I mean the commercial side of it? I hate Christmas shopping, and always have. The only time I enjoyed it was when the kids little, and when my Mom and Dad were both still in Utica and we had the family Christmas at their house. I missed out on all of that when UNIVAC transferred my dad here to Bristol in 1976 and my sister and brother, who were young single teachers at the time, followed. Their families were all born here, and the big Christmas celebration was always in mom and dad's family room.
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Post by countrygal on Dec 14, 2008 11:57:10 GMT -5
Well I'm not frantic.......yet! haha. I have most of it done, with just a few left. I enjoy buying and giving gifts to my family that I love. It's fun to watch them open the present you got them. I don't enjoy giving gifts to people that annoy me (and you know who I mean). I plaster a smile on my face and pretend I'm enjoying their company. THAT part of Christmas sucks! Clipper, not too many men enjoy shopping period!
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Post by Clipper on Dec 14, 2008 12:15:37 GMT -5
Boy, ain't that the truth Kiddo. I have had to do most of the shopping lately with Kathy being out of commission with her back trouble. I don't mind it a whole lot, but Christmas shopping has always been a chore to me. I hate the crowds and the rude people pushing their way around the stores. They use the shopping carts like a bulldozer. I have little patience for rude people.
Years ago, I had a kid bump my heels two or three times in Hannafords on Commercial Drive. I spoke to him about it, and he got mouthy about me needing to get out of his way. It escalated until he decided to be a hero and take a swing at me, while his wife egged him on. I last saw him with a bloody nose, his ass parked on a pile of land of lakes butter, and his feet sticking up out of an open freezer case. An old lady defended me to the manager, and the manager kicked the knucklehead out of the store, LOL. I only wish I had a marker with me. I could have made a sign. "puerto rican punk 99 cents".
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