As R and I will be leaving Wednesday for Montana, today was spent finishing up last minute errands. Cards were sent, mail-order clothes that were nothing like they looked in the catalog were returned, and the tribute to be sent up North for she who produced me was purchased.
The request this year was for a nice new bathrobe. I scoured the mall, searching for something huge, luxuriant, and made of terrycloth. I finally found the perfect one--$138. Umm... no. Even though my sister and I are splitting the cost, I decided that I don't like the lady $70 worth. I wound up purchasing something acceptable, though not ideal, at Sears--originally $60, on sale for half price. Much more like it.
Just so you know that I'm not treating her too poorly, I will also be sending her a jar of huckleberry jam that I lovingly transported back from Montana last winter.
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I'd probably have gone with the sale item, too, since you found close enough to what you wanted. Still - Mom is worth splurging on sometimes.
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