Friday, August 15, 2008

Retail Therapy

So why is that I can be having a really terrible day--extra-whiny children, physical mishaps (cracked my kneecap on the edge of the car door. . . HARD, along with the several mosquito bites I got going out to get the mail at the end of the drive), disappointing news, etc. (what my college roommate and I would have called a "black cloud day"), and ninety minutes strolling around T.J. Maxx can fix all that? Granted, I found a sweater, a hoodie, and a pair of pants that fit and look good all for $50, and the Robert Sabuda Encyclopedia Prehistorica--Sharks and other Prehistoric Sea Monsters (for that Sea Monsters and Atlantis unit we're starting next week) for $12, plus I got to browse Halloween decor and think about my favorite holiday for a little while. Okay, maybe thoughts of apple cider, hardy mums, fall foliage, witches, bats, and kids running around in costumes is enough to raise anyone's spirits.


LB said...

Hey! That's my favorite holiday!

Maybe that's why we both have orange shirts with black ravens on them.

Barb said...

I think that black cloud is actually inside the head - oh, how I dislike those days, they come out of nowhere. I think Retail Therapy is not in the retail, but in the solitude of doing it without the children and the fact that it is mostly about one self :)

Fiddler said...

Oh, the black cloud is definitely psychically produced! Though for the life of me I can't seem to remember the feeling of a "plaid cloud day," which was another expression my college roomie and I had.