Shop til you drop

I spent this past Saturday shopping at the outlets in Park City with my mother-in-law Becky and sister-in-law Aimee. After nine hours of shopping this was the outcome...

We had such a great time, it was so fun to go shopping without kids and men! The only downside to not bringing the kiddos we could think of is that we didn't have strollers to haul all our loot around. Halfway through our shopping session Becky went to move the van so we didn't have to carry the bags to the otherside of the parking lot and Aimee and I were standing outside of Carter's and this group of women stopped to admire all our bags. They said, "Wow, that's impressive!" We replied, "Oh and this is after three trips to drop off bags to the car already." We decided that shopping for women is the same thing as hunting for men. There's a euphoric high that comes when you spot cute clothes and great deals just like men get when they spot a stupid deer. We haul all our shopping bags home and our proud and take pictures like men with their kill. Only difference is we don't have to spray deer pee on our shoes ... I kinda like being a woman! We were pretty enthusiastic about our shopping too, Aimee was hilarious because she told Becky there was this store called Bass that she was just going to love, (which we had some great coupons for.) So we go in and Aimee and I power shop and pick out a bunch of things for Becky to try on all of which were a success except for one and when we get to the register to hand over the coupon the saleswoman whispered, "Sorry but this isn't Bass." We laughed so hard, it was a riot! (Maybe you had to be there.) Anyhow, I won't bore anymore with details, but hell it was a great time, you gotta blog about those huh!