Shopping

I don't like shopping. I went today with "C" and the first two stops were fine: Ace Hardware (got a guy-type gift for the family gift exchange) and Powell's Books (to send to nephew Logan for Christmas).

Then off to Lloyd Center. Ugh. Luckily, it didn't seem terribly busy/chaotic/weird.

And luckily we weren't at Washington Square. The two times in my life that I have passed out have been at Washington Square.

The first time was shopping for Christmas! Overheated (wearing a heavy coat), very crowded, walking behind someone who was smoking (yes, my dear Brooke: people used to be able to smoke everywhere), and it was all downhill from there, culminating in the crowded Sears tool section.

The second time was after I got my ears pierced. In hindsight, I was probably holding my breath during the pokes, and walked out of the store okay -- but not very far!

So we will call this shopping trip successful. Some measuring stick: Grandma didn't faint. The smell inside Macy's door (I think they call it "fragrance") was obnoxious, but I didn't faint.