Is this truth or dare, or just a time for true confessions??? I will admit to loving it!!!
About two days before Christmas, when I am absolutely hassled and holiday stressed, I go to do the shopping for my family meals. My children, in their 30's come home from afar, but still expect the holiday spectacular their mother provides. I walk in to the store, order a tall latte, and discreetly add a small bottle Crown, Bailey's, anything, and proceed with my shopping. About aisle 2 I really start to enjoy it. I visit with folks that I very seldom see that are shopping; aisle 4 I'm humming Christmas carols and my meal planning is getting more expansive and my cart is getting fuller. Of course when I walk out into the blowing snow and start loading the groceries in the truck at 20 below, it's a sobering moment.
All and all it's not a bad concept, but I have be come a woman of small, simple pleasures.