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Dec. 29th, 2008 09:47 pmI love shopping with Martha. I love journeying with her by bus (because trains were at awkward times, boo!) I love that conversations happen about the biggest cow in the world in that field over there, and I try to explain that no, that's two cows, and actually they're boy cows, no really, it's two boy cows, how many legs does it have? "...Six." We had the nicest bus driver in the world, who made the other 100X wait for us in Dundalk so we could transfer after getting on the 100X that only went to Dundalk despite all timetabled claims to the contrary.
We traipsed around, proper bargain hunting, Martha far more successful than I was, bought a lot of tat and a Bible. I spent money in Claire's Accessories! On me! I bought almost sensible hair stuff and mistletoe zogabongs and a tiara! And even more cheap ass ibuprofen and paracetamol. And a sonic screwdriver that may be getting an upgrade. Getting a bit of a sore throat from the cold and the giggling and have a numb tongue from the throat numbing sweeties that have failed to numb the throat.
You know, I'm really enjoying these holidays.
We traipsed around, proper bargain hunting, Martha far more successful than I was, bought a lot of tat and a Bible. I spent money in Claire's Accessories! On me! I bought almost sensible hair stuff and mistletoe zogabongs and a tiara! And even more cheap ass ibuprofen and paracetamol. And a sonic screwdriver that may be getting an upgrade. Getting a bit of a sore throat from the cold and the giggling and have a numb tongue from the throat numbing sweeties that have failed to numb the throat.
You know, I'm really enjoying these holidays.