Now I'll give a Santa Claus snippet. On xmas eve, I would hear jingle bells while laying in bed, envisioning the fat man inside our house. Oh! It must be Santa!
Nope -- dog tags. That took me a few years to figure out.
Showing posts with label xmas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label xmas. Show all posts
Friday, December 29, 2006
Monday, December 25, 2006
Merry Xmas from iTunes
There is nothing more disappointing than receiving a brand new video iPod and some gift cards and getting this message when you try to purchase something from iTunes on Xmas Day:
"We're sorry, we cannot complete your request on the iTunes store at this time.
Please try again later."
This is the message my husband, myself and 1,000s of others are receiving today, Xmas Day, when trying to purchase something on iTunes. Aren't there some engineers working at apple who could care less about xmas and can fix this problem??
"We're sorry, we cannot complete your request on the iTunes store at this time.
Please try again later."
This is the message my husband, myself and 1,000s of others are receiving today, Xmas Day, when trying to purchase something on iTunes. Aren't there some engineers working at apple who could care less about xmas and can fix this problem??
Labels:
gift cards,
itunes,
xmas
Sunday, December 24, 2006
Merry Christmas from the homeless holiday cat
Missy Sophia is decked out in her holiday ruff whilst sleeping in a box full of CDs. Meowy Christmas!
Xmas gifts
My husband wrapped my xmas gifts last night, after I went to bed. Our kitchen table, since I can no longer sit at it comfortably, has turned into gift wrapping central. Today I walked by it and noticed a Macys bag sitting amongst the wrapping stuff.
"So you went to Macys, huh?"
"Whhhaat?" my husband said.
"There is a Macys bag on the table."
"Oh. I just found that."
Uh huh.
"So you went to Macys, huh?"
"Whhhaat?" my husband said.
"There is a Macys bag on the table."
"Oh. I just found that."
Uh huh.
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Xmas
I'm very big and very tired these days, so instead of trying to be sneaky, I decided to make my life easy last night. I had already planned to buy my husband gift cards for iTunes, but I knew from this point on, I wouldn't be going to any store alone or walking to the Apple store near work, and I know I could have bought them online and had them mailed, but I just don't have the will to even do that.
So there we were at Safeway last night, and I told him to grab two of the iTunes gift cards. He asked who they were for, and I said, "Who do you think???"
He mentioned two of our friends, and I said, "NOOOOOO."
He looked confused while I had a 'come on, now' look on my face.
"They're for the very spoiled person I live with!!" I said.
"Buuuttt--- you said you bought my gift and it was 130 dollars....and...and...," he said.
"Don't worry about it," I told him.
I then gave him some story about how his gift was always being delayed, so I cancelled it cause I didn't want to play the "is it coming before xmas or not game."
What I found very interesting is that his whole attitude completely changed from that point on. He was suddenly very chipper and peppy. I did inform him that he can't have his gift cards until xmas, and that he needed to pretend he never saw anything.
So there we were at Safeway last night, and I told him to grab two of the iTunes gift cards. He asked who they were for, and I said, "Who do you think???"
He mentioned two of our friends, and I said, "NOOOOOO."
He looked confused while I had a 'come on, now' look on my face.
"They're for the very spoiled person I live with!!" I said.
"Buuuttt--- you said you bought my gift and it was 130 dollars....and...and...," he said.
"Don't worry about it," I told him.
I then gave him some story about how his gift was always being delayed, so I cancelled it cause I didn't want to play the "is it coming before xmas or not game."
What I found very interesting is that his whole attitude completely changed from that point on. He was suddenly very chipper and peppy. I did inform him that he can't have his gift cards until xmas, and that he needed to pretend he never saw anything.
Sunday, December 10, 2006
Xmas shopping
Our last xmas shopping trip was to Kohls yesterday, and it mysteriously turned into a fancy pants clothes shopping trip for my husband. Did I know of this plan? No. It was a sneak attack. He all of a sudden needed new dress pants, belt and shirt for our office's xmas party (oh, excuse me, Year End Event), that I probably won't even be going to because I can't really get dressed up right now unless I can turn a garbage bag into something spectacular to wear and tissue boxes into shoes.
So there I was, huge and uncomfortable and suddenly very tired, following my husband around the Kohls men's department while he shopped. Kohls doesn't believe in giving the old, tired, wounded or pregnant people chairs to sit in, so I had to lean against displays while mentally telling my husband to hurry up. A lady gave me some sympathy, which I greatly appreciated, and then we were off to the dressing rooms for him to try on his fancy clothes.
At some point I just gave up and went into the dressing room with him so I could sit down. Which actually turns out to work better for us because I can comment on his clothing choices as he puts stuff on instead of waiting for minutes and minutes until he comes out to show me.
I'm still wondering who he's getting all fancy pants dressed up for since I'll probably be at home.
So there I was, huge and uncomfortable and suddenly very tired, following my husband around the Kohls men's department while he shopped. Kohls doesn't believe in giving the old, tired, wounded or pregnant people chairs to sit in, so I had to lean against displays while mentally telling my husband to hurry up. A lady gave me some sympathy, which I greatly appreciated, and then we were off to the dressing rooms for him to try on his fancy clothes.
At some point I just gave up and went into the dressing room with him so I could sit down. Which actually turns out to work better for us because I can comment on his clothing choices as he puts stuff on instead of waiting for minutes and minutes until he comes out to show me.
I'm still wondering who he's getting all fancy pants dressed up for since I'll probably be at home.
Labels:
husbands,
shopping,
sneaky business,
xmas
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