Side Note: I am really tempted to make a New Year's resolution about losing a certain amount of weight by a certain date, but I don't think it's realistic to believe I'll lose 5 lbs by 2026, so why stress myself? I'm not falling for that trap, sister.
But as to bargains: I've never done after holiday shopping because I'm not insane. But yesterday, I did venture out at 8:45 a.m. to Hobby Lobby to see what totally superfluous Christmas frou-frou I could hoard for next year.
There were a handful of us in the Hobby Lobby lobby. To break the silence, I asked, "So I've never done this before. Do we have to beat each other up once we get inside?" And that cracked them up, except for one lady, who stared me down.
Anyway--two hours. Two hours of my life that I'll never get back. I put things in my cart, took things out of my cart, went back to look at something a 2nd time, forgot what I wanted to see for a 2nd time because I was distracted by BIGGER frou-frou on the way there, asked other shoppers where they found their frou-frou in their carts that I suddenly wanted, until I felt like I had "Mad Christmas Disease" instead of Mad Cow Disease.
Wanna know what I bought? I don't think you're gonna like it, but I do.
Feather trees. Can anything on the entire earth be more ridiculously frou-frou?
I bought the black ones. Oh, I lurve the black, especially in my new kitchen. But I also have a touch of black throughout my living and family rooms, too. Black is so pretty with silver and a touch of scarlet. They really are pretty, but this is a terrible picture.
I realize that the way I just described them makes them sound like they belong on Miss Kitty's saloon bed in Gunsmoke. Why does "scarlet" sound so debauched? Put black with scarlet and feathers, and you might as well change your address to 666 Bourbon Street.
Anyway, that's what I finally settled on, because "Dad gum it!" as Festus would say, I like it. Plus I purchased some miniature frou-frou for next year's gingerbread house: "Visions of Sugar Plums." I'm so stoked! Only 11 more months 'til I drag out the frou-frou and bake a new house!
Have you snatched up any good bargains?