Friday, December 17, 2004

I have the holiday spirit...I said spirit, not spirits.

Today I went Christmas shopping, and as much as I hate to admit it, it was actually pretty OK. Normally the thought of being in the mall with tons of people, screaming kids, old slow people, etc., just makes me want to shoot myself. But, the mall wasn't that bad, I found some good presents, and they even had a Macaroni Grill, so I brought home takeout pasta and had a big ass plate of it for dinner. Yummy.

I bought my mom a scented oil burner from The Body Shop, and this really swank measuring cup that you can see how much is in it from the top. Like, as you pour you can see how much is in there, rather than holding it up and looking from the side. Anyway, I want to get my mom an electric knife, and Williams Sonoma and That Kitchen Place both don't have them, so if any of you culinary geniuses knows where to get one, leave a comment or drop me a line.

I got my dad a baseball cap from the TVPNU. He loves ball caps and my mom just made him throw all his really worn out ones away, so I figured he might need a new one. I also got him some X-box game with cars, I forget which one and I'm too tired to get off the couch to check though. He's rented it before and liked it, so I figured I would just go ahead and get it for him. He's so hard to shop for...I mean he's the kind of person that likes real expensive toys, like Harley Davidson's, and $2,000 road bikes, and bass boats...what the hell can I get him that he can't get himself?

Now I just have to get some stocking stuffer things, find something for M., and get Beefy his new tank filter. Gonna do a little bit more shopping tomorrow since my plane doesn't leave here until 10pm. Here's the funny parent story of the day.

Dad: "We're so excited to see you tomorrow!"
Me: "Me too, it's so nice to be done with school."
Dad: "Well, I have to work tomorrow, so your mom is going to pick you up at the airport and then you guys are going to go shopping, and then you're going to pick me up and we're all going to this new Mexican place we found for dinner."
Me: "Um...." *confused*
Dad: "Well, I'm sorry I can't come to the airport but I just couldn't get out of work tomorrow."
Me: "It's just that...I don't think my plane comes in until close to midnight."
Dad: "No, it comes in at noon."
Me: "Dad, I swear, I think it's midnight."
Dad: "I bought that ticket. Why would I buy a ticket that would get you here at midnight?"
Me: "I've been wondering the same thing for a month."
Dad: "Alright, well, I have to go check on this."
Me: "OK"

He called back like 10 minutes later and was just like "Well, I'm so glad we talked...your mom was going to drive over there tomorrow and it would have been pretty awful if you hadn't gotten off the plane."


Parents are weird.
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