I have often wondered,"Who buys their kid $fifty$ dollar shoes?". I mean come on! They grow out of them in like 3 months, if you are lucky, and who knows how long they will be in style. It is enough to make any mom want to cancel satellite just to avoid the commercials. The children plead to have these shoes. Daddy gives in and orders a gift card to Kohl's with the Discover points. And voila: I present to you Twinkle Toe Skechers in Pixie Dust.Oh, and by the way, they were on sale for $35. What a deal.
Thank You Cards
I am a grateful person. I do appreciate when nice things are done for me. I do however, have a "beef" with thank you cards (TYC). Generally, kind acts of service are extended to help one out when one needs help. If one needs help, why do we put that person under all the added stress to give us TYC? It makes me crazy. I owe about 65 TYC from when I was pregnant with Mallory. Most of them I wrote last February. They are all in a pile in a closet. Somewhere. If you are one of these people that feel as though you got the shaft and are without your TYC, please call me and I will dig through the pile and send yours to you. PLEASE NEVER SEND ME A TYC!!!!! I don't want one. I feel obligated to keep them, especially if you are a scrapbooker and took more time to make the card than it took me to make the money to buy your gift. Or more time than it took me to do whatever it was that made you feel compelled to give me a TYC. Just say, "thank you". That is nice. It is goo...
Comments