My addiction....

Hello. My name is Sherry and I'm a Christmas treeaholic. Oh dear Lord won't somebody help me? I have this weakness for Christmas trees. My obsession this year is getting a white tree. I want to decorate it like a candy cane. What is wrong with me? I see the displays at the store and my eyes glaze over....I become hypnotized by the flashing lights and haunting holiday music. I already have the one I want picked out....now I just have to find a place to put it....oh, and talk my husband into it. Well, actually he really doesn't mind, since I'm the one who does all the decorating. If I can get the white one, I will have a tree in every room....oooh, except the screened in porch. Hmmmm, maybe a live one out there? But I digress....I really have a problem with this. It's all I've been thinking about! Here is a picture of the tree I want. Isn't it lovely? Can you just imagine it with red lights and glittery ornaments? Oooooh....ahhhhhh.....

Okay, enough of that. I'm getting into the mood for the holidays. Even though the weather isn't cooperating (it's still in the upper 70's), I'm forcing myself to think winter. I bought one of those white spiral trees for the outside, to go with our lighted deer....now, before you say anything....let me explain. Our Eckard pharmacies are all being taken over by CVS, so we had some awesome coupons sent in the mail. I got a bottle of Love's Baby Soft, a bottle of Flintstones vitamins, a box of female products, a 4 pack of Maybelline eye shadow and the outdoor 3 foot tree all for....drumroll....$10.47! So, it was a good deal after all....

I have been to K-mart two times in the last 24 hours. I went yesterday to get the ink for my printer....and ended up spending well over my intended limit. I found some great clothes for wee one on the sales rack, and a few other sundries. The purpose for my trip was twofold. To get the ink, which I did, and to get a gift for wee one's birthday party, which I forgot. So, today I had to go back. I got what I needed and on the way home Betsy called and said she needed the feminine products.  Being that I was fighting the traffic and wee one was hungry, I told her I'd get them later so I could use my wonderful coupons. Fast forward an hour, and we (John, wee one and I) are at my parent's house, putting up a bathroom bar for my father. My mom asks what I got today at K-mart and I tell her. I also got two pair of jeans for wee one, since they were on sale. (And yesterday I had gotten wee one the clothes, and two dvd's that were on sale for $2 each). Well, my mom is horrified that I didn't pick something up for Betsy and says, "You mean you went to the store again and didn't get Betsy anything?" Wee one looks at her, and says in an irritated voice, "Jeez Gram, we're getting her tampax on the way home!" Out of the mouthes of babes....