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Autumn is like a mini-Christmas

Autumn is the time to put away the flip-flops and bring out the fall jackets. No more sunglasses for the next 9 months, they are replaced with scarves and gloves.

I realized my gloves were missing and figured I lost them last year or they were taken by glove gnomes (cousins to sock-gnomes), but then when I pulled out my fall jackets, there they were, stuffed in the pockets!

Yea! What a lovely surprise! I also left some used kleenex from last year in case I had a need to catch the same cold again. I decided to pass on that, but it’s nice to know how thoughtful I am to future me.

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Christmas gift ideas pt. 5

In an earlier Christmas gift idea post, I suggested a Zach Galifianakis swimsuit. Now I’m thinking, if you know someone who might want that swimsuit, they might also need a Steve Buscemi dress to go with it.

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Kids activities getting way too expensive

Our son is in a choir.  Today we got a letter regarding the choir outfits the children must wear while performing.  It says that they must wear black slacks (not jeans) and black dress shoes (not gym shoes).  Then it goes on to say that if you happen to be in London, there are some good deals at Marks & Spencer on these items.

I’m beginning to think the other kids in this choir may have a bit more money than us.

“Oh honey, Johnny needs new slacks.  I’m going to run to London this weekend for some shopping.”

Can you tell that clothes are way too expensive in Stockholm?

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Shopping – Sweden vs. U.S.

An advantage to shopping in Sweden – you can wander around alone in a store all day and not one salesperson will bother you.  If you need help, they are pretty easy to find, but they are polite enough not to interrupt your browsing.

Whenever we go back to the states, it throws me off to have people constantly approach me while I shop.  “Do you need anything?”  NO.  “Have you heard about our special offers?”  DON’T CARE.  “Has anyone else been helping you today?”  LEAVE ME ALONE I JUST WANT A PENCIL.

And I can’t get over how everyone gives out all of their information to the sales people.  Here’s how buying a shirt goes in Sweden:

I put the shirt on the counter.  The clerk rings it up and tells me the price.  I pay.  The clerk says, “Thanks.”

Here’s how buying a shirt goes in America:

I attempt to put the shirt on the counter but it’s covered in all sorts of extra tiny knick-knacks they are trying to get me to impulse buy.  The clerk says, “Oh, that’s a nice color.  Did you know we also have that in red?”Me: DON’T NEED RED.  JUST WANT THIS ONE.
Clerk : But if you get 2, you can get a 10 percent discount.
Me: DON’T NEED TWO.
Clerk:  Do you have our club card?
ME: NO, ONLY SHOP HERE ONCE A YEAR.
Clerk: That’ll be 25 dollars.  Can I have your phone number please?
ME:  ARE YOU TRYING TO ASK ME OUT?
Clerk: It’s just so we know what area our shoppers are from.
ME:  WHY DON’T YOU JUST ASK ME WHERE I’M FROM.
Clerk: Well can I have your email address for extra coupons?
ME:  NO, I DON’T LIVE HERE, I DON’T WANT COUPONS.
Clerk:  How about your zip code?
ME:  I THINK YOU’RE TRYING TO STALK ME. YOU’RE MAKING ME NERVOUS.  I JUST WANTED A SHIRT.  ALL I WANTED WAS A SHIRT!  AHHHHHH!!!!!!!

And that’s a typical shopping experience for me when I travel in the states.

Americans, please quit giving out your phone number and email address.  You don’t have to do this.  Plus, I’m really tempted to call or email one of you after you loudly announce this personal information all over the store.  From me, you’ll get an annoying warning not to do that again.  But that guy in the Hello Kitty sandals and the trenchcoat hanging out over there by ladies lingerie might not be so pleasant when he calls you on the phone.

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You wear it well

My husband sometimes gets compliments on the way he dresses from our male friends when we are in the states.  They say, “See, you dress so cool.  They have such better clothes in Europe.  I could look cool, but they just don’t have that kind of stuff here.”

To which my husband replies, “I bought that at the discount store down the street from your neighborhood.”

“Oh.”

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Fake Pockets

So I go to put a Kleenex in the pocket of my new pants today only to realize that my pants are full of fake pockets!!!!  There wasn’t one real pocket on there.  I almost ripped the stitching out trying to get one to open.   Luckily I had my boots on so I stuffed the Kleenex in there.   Anyway, that’s what I get for buying pants on sale.

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