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.

3 comments:

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.