As I was polishing the silver with my mother...
(yes, sometimes I think I should quit my job and become a housekeeper...you know, and upscale housekeeper, Remains of the Day style, without the....er...weirdness/class issues)
....we were talking about my grandma's ridiculous requirement: admission to Thanksgiving dinner is a Christmas list. This came up:
Me: I don't know what to put half the time because I don't need anything. I mean Jamaal needs a job up here, we need a place to live, we'll need, like, furniture and stuff, but on the Christmas list level, I don't actually need anything. Oh. Oh actually, I totally need bras and underwear (said with hope in my voice...)
Mom: *long pause* Well. No one is going to get you that. You're on your own there.
Luckily the Semi-Annual Sale is on. I might go try my luck after work.
1 comment:
Your family won't get you undies?! TRAGIC! How about a Vicky gift card? Any luck there? I think I broke my mother's heart the day I stopped shopping at VS....
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