Mayhem at the Mall

Quite often, because my weekday mornings are so tight (I have to stop being so friendly with the snooze button), I will do my blog the night before and post it in the morning. Tonight (or tomorrow morning when you're reading this) I'm sitting here, planning on blogging, and my mind is utterly blank. It's as if someone erased the whiteboard that had all my creative ideas on it. I couldn't look any dumber if I painted myself blue right now. And do you know why? Because I spent two hours walking around the mall.

It all started with needing to get some jeans for baby boy. He only had 3 pairs that he hadn't outgrown and even though I meant to get him some more, I keep forgetting. Crunch time came this week when he came home and had ripped through the knee of one of his pair of jeans. And not just an "Oops-I-caught-my-pants-on-something little hole, but "I-was-abducted-by-pants-eating-aliens-and-barely-made-it-out-alive huge tear. I mean, they were almost shorts on one side. Now I'm desperate since he's down to 2 good pairs of school jeans and I HAVE to motivate myself to go to the mall.

Ugh, I hate shopping at least ninety nine percent of the time. If it's not online shopping (which is perfectly acceptable to conduct in pajama pants and slippers), I'm probably putting it off as long as possible. Since I was going within a 5 foot radius of a store that might sell something she could convince me to buy her, the daughter asked to come along. We're in the first store for 20 minutes and already I'm ticked off because the jeans here are not acceptable prices. Baby boy wears size 6 jeans. They want me to pay $17. I'm not even convinced there's $17 worth of material IN these jeans. I'm thinking surely there's cheaper jeans. I'm not going to pay a lot of money since the pants eating aliens chase him every few months.

So we head to Target. Not because it's my favorite place to shop, but because it's in the mall. And I need laundry detergent and paper towels anyway. Now I'm doubly irritated because even though I found $8.99 jeans, they only have one pair in his size. And daughter's found another thing "I would wear". Because that's how we pick her clothing now. Would you wear this to school? Or would you be so horribly embarrassed to be seen in public in this that it would cause you to have no social life and require ten years of therapy? Meanwhile, I have yet to get paper towels and we've made 23 laps around the store looking at stuff we don't need.

Two hours later, we return home with a bunch of crap we didn't set out to buy and one pair of jeans. Sigh. I guess that means I'll be returning to the mall again tomorrow. Lord help me now.