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Thursday, July 05, 2012

SPoD - Shop Til You Drop

I decided on Monday that I would take Thursday and Friday off this week. Most folks were out this week anyway and typically, this would give me an opportunity to take advantage of a quiet week but with much over-thinking, I went ahead and took it off. My girls have spent most of the summer shut indoors and I thought I'd take them to the outlet mall on one of those days.

So today would be one of those days.

I had my hair appointment moved up to 9 so I could get that done first and we could go after I got my hair "did". We still actually didn't leave the house until 11.

We headed out to the Tanger Outlets, which is in Mebane, about an hour away. Our first stop when we got there was a burger place to eat. MiMi had a grilled cheese while CJ and I wolfed down a cheeseburger.

Overall, we had some decent buys. We ended up buying more for Tim than we did for ourselves but  I felt like buying more for him than me anyway. I just wasn't in the 'shop for me' mood. Yes. That really can happen.

CJ couldn't find the 'perfect' things she was looking for anyway. If she found the perfect thing, it was too expensive, or if it was the right price, it wasn't the right size.

MiMi had already spent most of her money on Justice, which is a package on its way to our house. To be fair, the trip to the outlet was spontaneous. To be unfair, MiMi spends her money on the silliest things. Tim and I typically have to manage her spending. Not the amount she spends but what she spends it on. Seriously. This girl will buy anything shiny. She also LOVES watching infomercials. Not a joke.

But she has some money and bought a few things. She tried to sucker me into buying her a few things, which I flatly refused. I did buy her one top at The Gap. At the Nike store, CJ found a pair of Nike sneakers that were 24.97. She literally pushed me aside to see if she could find her size. And there's MiMi following in big sis's footsteps, trying to find her size. MiMi has yeti-sized feet, relative to her age. At 9, she picked out a size 7.5 in women's that FIT just so, so that with socks, they would fit perfect. CJ, unfortunately, did not find her size at that great price.

As we are checking out, I asked MiMi if she had any money. She said "yeah, i have $5". I was like "That's all you have?!" And she looked at me like I was mad "No. I have more!" "Oh." I said, relieved.   She continued, "I have a bunch of ones."

"How are you going to pay for these shoes?" I asked, shocked. She stared at me, aghast. "Mommy. I thought you were going to buy these for me!"

WTF? What gave her that impression? Sigh. I was suckered. I went ahead and bought them anyway. But she owes me. And I told her that. I'm sure she'll hold on to that too.


  1. My Yeti-footed kid beats your Yeti-footed kid. My 8 year old wears a size 8 ladies. :)

  2. Wow. Yes, she does. What gives? I can wear HER shoes...