There's No Accounting For Fashion

I'm not sure where the energy came from, but out of the blue I stated loudly from the couch ..... LET'S GO SHOPPING!  That rarely occurs any more.  The crowds of weird folks blocking the aisles at every turn is a big deterrent.

I was on a mission however, to find a Christmas tree skirt and a pair of high heeled slippers.  I always joke about being told by the Doctor to wear boots all the time, although that is a true story.  In ancient times, I barely survived entry into this world.  Apparently the Doctor knew something I didn't.  Over the years I've always worn boots and used that excuse not to "dress up".  

It appears NOW that he was correct, because having worn sandals and slippers these last months has killed my back.  This is now my morning footwear.  Pretty crazy, but slip-ons are easier than boots.  SO ... I was on the hunt for high heeled slippers to wear around the house.  I know ... that's a tall order!  And yes, I DID dust the table two days ago.  

At least you can be thankful I wasn't looking for THESE!  I'm not sure what they might be called, definitely NOT high fashion, but this is what you will see in my neighborhood.

This is more typical.  Sadly, in spite of hitting up TWO stores (while wearing my boots), no slippers were found.  Truly, there's not a lot of store choices here, so I hit up Marshalls to see what they had.  

YIKES!!  What a mistake THAT was.  I wondered why all the shopping baskets were parked outside until I rolled through the door.  There was barely room to walk down every aisle.  There was stuff stacked to the ceiling and big carts blocking the way.  I've never seen so much stuff stuffed into a store before.

I quickly gave up and went to the back, only to find at least two ladies in every row blocking the entire way.  I waited and waited, but they weren't leaving.  They were all on their phones!!  I finally crashed one party, trying to look for freezer containers, but gave up.  They were NOT moving.

The only open walkway in the store was the far back aisle where I found this gorgeous rug for $20.00.   Oohhh I like this store!!

A little further along the tree skirts were all too big.  I walked by the mirrors, admiring my boots, when I came to a screeching halt.  There stuffed in a corner was the PERFECT one!  I think maybe someone was hiding it for later?  Too bad ... so sad ... it's MINE ... MINE!!  I calmed down a bit after that find, still looking for those slippers.

Alas, their shoe section was a disaster and nothing would work.  Even new running shoes would be of help, but there was nothing.  Since Marshalls is the best of the best shopping in my area, there is little choice.

Next I fought a huge rack of clothes to get to the doggy department.  You know who, might need a new toy for Christmas.  I'm not showing it because it's a secret.  Don't tell Cooper.  I actually had a heck of a time getting it in the house and hidden.  He smelled it instantly!!!

It was a relief to get OUT of that store, though at least this time they had not one, but FOUR checkers.  That was a Christmas miracle!  

Off I went for fuel.  I know people will poo-poo this, but my out-of-town fuel station diesel has dropped from $4.89 a gallon to $4.19 in the last two weeks.  It's Christmas ... when everything, and especially fuel, goes UP in price.  Oh there are still stations out there selling it for $5.00, but I never see anyone at their pumps.  

Since the fabric store is basically on the way ... or at least within ten miles of the fuel station ... I went to get backing for two small quilts.  That would be the bottom FOUR pieces.  Ahem ..... funny I can never count right in a fabric store.

The top four are for quilts of valor, which I'm pretty sure the Elks Lodge will reimburse me for.  All of those quilts will be made for members.  They were bolt ends to boot, so I got discounts on those.

That was it!  I dropped a bundle, but was feeling pretty good about it.  Merry Christmas to me!

Dinner was one of my homemade turkey pot pies.  It was absolutely delicious.  I even shared a bit with Coop.  He spit out the peas, but scarfed up the turkey.  Here's a hint though ... pre-bake the biscuits for a bit before adding to the top.  Next time I'll try cutting them into small pieces and topping the pie before baking.  

That was it for the day.  You'll see me sporting my pjs and heels for the next couple of weeks until I can find some kind of slip-on's with at least one inch heels.  I guess there's no accounting for fashion, but at least I won't be seen OUTSIDE my house, and my back will thank me!!