Repetitions 4 in Postcards 4

We went rummaging through Target in search of pant hangers. Of course we left with more than just pant hangers, but that’s what we went for. I was grateful to see though Christmas and Hanukkah stuff was on the shelves there were also banners for Thanksgiving.

I was so charmed by the aisles of repetitious stuff that I went back later with my camera in hand. I cannot imagine having a color hangered closet, but someone thinks that possible. No more pink Barbie aisle tho. Now the walls are yellow. It may be PC, but the yellow is boring.

In the Discovery shop we did have an acre of Christmas Trees. One man came in and bought them all. Just the thought makes my days more. He said he planned to giving them all away to folks who needed them. Now that’s a wonderful repetition.

• Himself: G still has a cold. He’s going to work but not to the gym. Napping.
• Herself: Making amusing meals, serving too much avocado, and buying ice cream for the sickie. Dentist at 1130. I’m planning on closing my Wordpress blog site at the end of the year. Only one lovely person reads me there, and I am hoping to lure her here or to the Prosebox site where most of the old Open Diary folks moved. I’d like to post this only twice.
• Reading: V.I. Warshawski.
• Gratitudes: Selfishly…that I don’t have G’s cold yet.