We don't often go to the mall, the hubs and I. Maybe two or three times a year. What with one of us being vision and hearing impaired and soooo slow and the other gimping along with a cane and both of us prone to sudden unexpected bathroom stops...well...we feel it best to keep out of the way of serious shoppers. However, at this time of year it becomes necessary to brave the mall. And so we did just that this week, taking care to go on a day and at a time when there would be as few people as possible. We hung on to each other for a combination of guidance and balance and off we went to locate the Salvation Army toy tree. It seems to be in a different spot each year. On the way we passed Santa who looked sort of depressed and sprawled out on his throne..not a kid in sight. Once we located the toy tree we headed for the nearest store that carried toys, which in this case was
Marshall's, purchased a nice little selection and carted them back to the tree. Mission accomplished. A cup of Tim's in the food court was just what the doctor ordered so we sat and watched the foot traffic for a while before staggering out to the car. Rush hour and crazy Christmas crowds avoided. See you next Christmas, mall....God willing of course.