+Win! --- ter. As Christmas gets closer and closer it seems everywhere you look, breathe, taste, or smell it's got that little hint of Christmas. In the spirit of that I will dedicate my next blogs entirely to various topics of Christmas. (Two lines in and have already said ' Christmas' three times, wait, four!) Christmas shopping. Everyone has got to do it, sorry. It could be for friends, family, loved ones, lovers, secondary friends, your boss, your boss' boss. It doesn't matter who exactly. Now I, for one, don't like it. Maybe even despise it. But, I do understand there are some crazies out there who just can't get enough of it during the holiday season. Some who have even gone to insane lengths to get that certain gift. I think Christmas shopping can be compared to simple things such as World Wars or Terrorist Strikes. You have to carefully train for months on end and practice your skills each month up until December, there of which you test your abilities. My success in shopping is this. I don't do a lot of shopping but with the help of my handy dandy learner's license, I drive everywhere. So, when my mom asks me to drive somewhere, it's already a predetermined yes. Off we ventured to the mall and pulling into the parking lot I quickly noticed that someone was walking toward their car and I calculated that by the time I would arrive at that location there would be a place for me to park. For that moment, I felt all my normal “Humbug” feelings begin to dissipate and began to relax, imagining actually enjoying this night of shopping. Alas, my calculations were correct; I could hear Santa and his reindeer cheering for me all the way from the North Pole. However, the cheering suddenly stopped and I begin to hear music from the ugliest of horror movies instead. As the car began to pull out, I noticed that a car that was sitting at the very front of the row had begun to drive toward the same spot I was about to pull into. I cursed the heavens for announcing such a battle but I accepted the challenge with pride. As the successful holiday shopper began to drive off from his parking stall I shared a glance with my opposition and revved the engine of my car, like a war call. As soon as I had able chance to shoot into the parking spot, I was off. The driver finally realized that I was the obvious victor and slammed on the brakes and slid just a little to a full stop; then honked their horn, honoring my victory I thought. Immediately after I peered out my window to offer a sign of good jeer but all I received in return was a vulgar hand gesture and not so sweet Christmas carols that he screamed from his window. I had won and I had saved Christmas. To this, I did my part to help my mother, she seized multiple discounted items and we returned home.

People are very crazy in mall parking lots. Very, very, very crazy. Tomorrow, I am gonna post about recipes. Anybody know any recipes? Ha.

Labels: Christmas, Christmas Shopping, I Win, My Christmas Adventure, Parking Lots