Friday, December 3, 2010

Throw Me A Bone Here!

I'm all done shopping for the girls!  I finished up yesterday, so from here on out they're shucks outta luck if they see something they have to have.  So now the real work begins.  The girls are easy.  Know who's not easy?  Three of Jim's cousins we see once a year (maybe) and whose names we drew for this year's Christmas exchange.  I don't suppose I have any male readers between the ages of 17 and 23?

*crickets*

Okaaaaay... anyone else buying for this tremendously difficult demographic?  Clue me in!  Do they enjoy sea monkeys?  Friendship bracelet making?  Pogo stick bouncing?  Clearly I need help!

My dog also needs help.  As in help her escape from her December outfit we love so much.  But look how cute (and absolutely disgusted) she is!

Speaking of dogs- here's another fabulous Target commercial.  I have this problem at my house, but it's not the dog splashing around in her dish- it's dear little Adrienne.  I think she's trying to tell me she belongs in the water and is going to be an Olympic swimmer.  I simply can't think of another explanation.  What's that?  Just a one year old being a one year old?  Psh.  No, I'm sticking with the Olympic swimmer theory.

3 comments:

Hope Ford said...

Jules, YES it is hard! I feel like whenever I have time to even begin brainstorming on what I would write about I get interrupted, and then I find that I think my ideas are rediculous and unrealistic...ug. What genre do you write if you write fiction?

Thanks for letting me know! :)

Heather said...

I have to buy for my fifteen year old son. Everything he asked for was expensive and unreasonable: A gun, a guy to cook me chinese food. ARGH.
Buy them some beer and some porn and be done with it.
Ok. That was inappropriate. I don't know what got into me. Sorry.

Jules said...

@Heather: Why didn't I think of that? Problem solved! :)