11/26/2005
The closet ate my wallet
American Soldier says,
So no shit there I was. In the middle of Target and all around me were carriages zooming in and out of the aisles. My wife and I swerved to the left and to the right. Adding stock to the carriage, from shelf to shelf. Oh my I exclaimed! The wheels were a buckling but that did not stop us. I was drawn in to the XBOX 360 on display. My wife dragged me away and we continued onward to the next stop. Toys oh toys did we buy. I can’t forget the Family Guy season 1, 2 & 3 for me. Cars and trucks and Cabbage Patch baby’s for my darling daughter. Holy moly, look at that carriage. So full, literally toys falling off the top and bottom. All around the eyes were a looking. We just chuckled and slowly crept towards the register. A new person, oh great I thought. I hope she doesn’t ring in a toy more than once. $100….$200….$300 and so on the tally rose. I look to my wife and she gave me that crooked smile. I just shruged it off and thought my gosh, I wish I were a kid again. Oh no, she scanned an item twice, and oh my god the price! She fixes the tally but yet it makes no difference, another toy is scanned and it rises some more. Finally we are done and now the carriage(s) are aimed towards the car. Will they all fit my wife asks? Being the man that I am, says of course baby, have no fear. I think to myself oh crap how is this all going in there? We finally arrive at the car and place the bags in the trunk like a game of Tetris. Oh yeah, they all fit! I stand proud.
The car strains as we drive away. We have to stop and get a drink. We laugh and share stories as we sit in our favorite restaurant. Playing footsies and taking it all in. The rest I will leave for my own memories on that cold and expensive night.
We finally arrive home and bring the gifts to our room and spread them out. Looking at each and thinking how much they will love their gifts. We sort them in bags and put them in the closet. That’s how the closet ate my wallet!
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