Number one got his first ever tax rebate this morning. " Mum, MUM MUM!!!!"
"What is it oh shining light of my life and most precious first born? " (OK it was 7 in the morning on a Sunday, I was a LOT ruder.)
" I need clothes.....NOW". I asked if we could possibly delay the trip until the shops OPENED?? mmm?.....
We arrived at the shops and I asked him what he wanted, " I dunno."
" OK, what do you need?"
" I dunno"
"Please, please turn on your brain, there are only a few hung-over shop girls and us in an entire shopping centre, please....."
"mumble mumble boxers, mumble mumble." I can see his point, I have after all been washing his boxers and some of them are more delicate through age than my smalls. Off to Big W and he disappears and comes back with eight pairs of boxers, four pairs of socks, two work shirts, a pair of work shorts, one pair of jeans, one zip up jacket, a smart shirt and five t-shirts.
All this while I was distracted by a pink bra. In less time than it had taken me to look at said bra, examine it minutely, check the label, stitching, size, price, possible related bargains and colour against a mental check list he had been around all the clothing racks, made his selections, paid for them and was ready to go home.
I did check he had all the right sizes. I like this male shopping thing. Last time I took the girl child it took us over half an hour to get from the car park to the mall, what with checking her clothes were adjusted, and her hair was right and re-checking her hair, and clothes, and make-up. It then took over two hours to pick out one sodding t-shirt in that hell of all stores Supre. The music, the staff, the giggling girls. If I'd had a sharp implement with me I don't know whether it would have been them or me but it would have been one of us!
I shall take the male children shopping, and myself, the girl child can go with her giggling girl chums. I am officially a grumpy old woman.
Things I have Said To My Husband Today
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