tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023937099212820339.post678390205075843035..comments2024-03-15T04:13:22.003-04:00Comments on The Roses of Prose: Back to School Shopping ~ Ugh! ~ by Jannine GallantAlison Hendersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12725250883303287946noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023937099212820339.post-81536195355891572932016-08-19T11:17:14.368-04:002016-08-19T11:17:14.368-04:00I'd probably enjoy it more, Brenda, if we didn...I'd probably enjoy it more, Brenda, if we didn't live an hour away from the nearest mall. So, I feel compelled to get it all done in one marathon day since I hate going down to Reno. I'm sure you'll have many fun trips with Sadie.Jannine Gallanthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01047728297429025804noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023937099212820339.post-54773317532066963802016-08-19T10:50:36.080-04:002016-08-19T10:50:36.080-04:00I was blessed with just one son, but he loved to h...I was blessed with just one son, but he loved to have me school shop for him. Years later I now know it's because he ended up with much more than if I'd given him the money and sent him on his way. I now have just one grandchild, but I'm looking forward to the shopping sprees with her when she gets older. Even though I hate shopping and malls, this kind of shopping I love.Brenda Whitesidehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04162555468154752820noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023937099212820339.post-58206732637889632482016-08-18T20:49:35.388-04:002016-08-18T20:49:35.388-04:00You lucky women with no forced shopping duty. But ...You lucky women with no forced shopping duty. But the day wasn't a complete loss since I got a blog post out of it! And hanging with my girls was sort of fun. Sort of. I would rather have done it on a walk in the woods...not that they want to walk in the woods with me...Jannine Gallanthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01047728297429025804noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023937099212820339.post-54858051818041415082016-08-18T19:39:25.461-04:002016-08-18T19:39:25.461-04:00I don't have to do this anymore, but I do give...I don't have to do this anymore, but I do give support to my daughters-in-law when they complain. LOLBarbara Edwardshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10379534828904059584noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023937099212820339.post-76581864219924068252016-08-18T19:35:23.087-04:002016-08-18T19:35:23.087-04:00I HATE shopping! Fortunately, my girls didn't ...I HATE shopping! Fortunately, my girls didn't need my input. I didn't have to go once they got old enough to know I didn't have to go. :) <br /><br />Haha, Vonnie, you are hilarious!! Alicia Deanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12003539473772776004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023937099212820339.post-19681902334174874392016-08-18T18:31:38.495-04:002016-08-18T18:31:38.495-04:00No kids=no shopping experience to tell. I must sa...No kids=no shopping experience to tell. I must say that when I shopped for my grand nieces in Seville, Spain, where kids' clothes are the cutest in the world...the whole experience said to me: "This is too much angst...don't do it again!" Rolynn Andersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09504770204968969467noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023937099212820339.post-19317470001877757512016-08-18T13:16:14.176-04:002016-08-18T13:16:14.176-04:00You sound like a model shopper, Alison. I need to ...You sound like a model shopper, Alison. I need to take lessons.Jannine Gallanthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01047728297429025804noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023937099212820339.post-77527186834253109672016-08-18T12:44:34.939-04:002016-08-18T12:44:34.939-04:00My daughter and I are champion power-shoppers and ...My daughter and I are champion power-shoppers and always have been. We pride ourselves on getting the best parking space, zipping in to each store, finding what we need, and zipping out in record time. I'd never last for 10 hours! But then, I only have one. Because she lived in the dorm for all four years, we didn't do the apartment shopping until she graduated. With her list in hand we did one gargantuan Ikea shopping spree, then OG figured the exact size of each flat pack box, loaded them into his SUV in the proper order to maximize every square inch, and we drove the whole thing to Chicago.Alison Hendersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12725250883303287946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023937099212820339.post-90236890130496019982016-08-18T12:38:17.609-04:002016-08-18T12:38:17.609-04:00I can't even imagine, Andrea. Last year for th...I can't even imagine, Andrea. Last year for the dorm, we took my husband's fully loaded truck. This year for the apartment, we'll need his truck plus a carload and a trip to IKEA!<br /><br />Good one, Margo. You gotta love paybacks!Jannine Gallanthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01047728297429025804noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023937099212820339.post-45841904965935345502016-08-18T12:27:42.889-04:002016-08-18T12:27:42.889-04:00Ah, yes, I remember those days of shopping with da...Ah, yes, I remember those days of shopping with daughters, not necessarily fondly either. I'm with Diane, gift cards all around! Although I will say - brag - that, although my daughters wouldn't let any clothes I picked out touch their bodies in any way, shape or form, whatever clothes I pick for my beautiful granddaughter become her favorites. Things her mother buys, ahem, not so much. Hee-hee. Those types of paybacks are especially sweet. ;-)Margo Hoornstrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00036077481652050799noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023937099212820339.post-33949894733382894182016-08-18T11:56:19.349-04:002016-08-18T11:56:19.349-04:00Well, if you think you have problems, my daughter ...Well, if you think you have problems, my daughter went to university in the good ol' USA while we were living in London. And that was pretty much pre-internet shopping boom. So what happened? A frenzied few days in Philly running around college shops trying to get a dorm room set up, books bought, wardrobe enhanced all on top of the usual freshman garbage. I don't think I've been so happy to say good-bye to my baby. Andrea Downinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11553961600937196102noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023937099212820339.post-36961186570130272032016-08-18T11:36:36.741-04:002016-08-18T11:36:36.741-04:00Sounds like you (and the refrigerator) had a lot m...Sounds like you (and the refrigerator) had a lot more fun than I did on my shopping trip, Vonnie. LOLJannine Gallanthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01047728297429025804noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023937099212820339.post-5123093725460954472016-08-18T10:29:43.138-04:002016-08-18T10:29:43.138-04:00Shopping horror stories? It's been years since...Shopping horror stories? It's been years since my grown kids with nearly grown kids of their own dragged me through the mall. I do have a more recent one. *snort* We have an upright freezer in our garage that Calvin felt wasn't keeping our ice cream cold enough. He started watching ads and swore he'd found "the" one. I know how this man shops. He has a phobia about buying the first one he sees. He'll check out the one he wants, then we'll go to 4 or 5 more stores just to be sure he'll be getting the best deal. And we always...always go back to the first store to buy the fist one. So, after we'd checked out the freezer at Sears, I embraced it and oohed, "Yes! Yes, God, YES!" as if I were...well...as if. The young, red-faced salesman was bent over laughing. Calvin peeled me off the freezer--or so his version of the story goes--and bought it. Shopping was done! He's still teasing me about my behavior and the freezer gets delivered tomorrow. Whoot!Vonnie Davis, Authorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11742153442761437530noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023937099212820339.post-79741613780724239402016-08-18T08:47:29.710-04:002016-08-18T08:47:29.710-04:00Antique stores actually sound fun, Diane, since th...Antique stores actually sound fun, Diane, since they don't involve teenagers or the mall. But I sympathize with the bad back.Jannine Gallanthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01047728297429025804noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023937099212820339.post-86267847197923942262016-08-18T08:35:03.641-04:002016-08-18T08:35:03.641-04:00I hate shopping! Fortunately, my kids are too old ...I hate shopping! Fortunately, my kids are too old for me to shop for. Love gift cards! I even give my 9-yr-old granddaughter a gift card for clothes. She loves looking for bargains to stretch the money even further. <br /><br />Horror story: my sisters love to shop. Because of back problems, I can't stand still for more than a few minutes. They love antique stores and have to look in every cubicle and turn over every dish. Meanwhile I'm in agony. So when they want to go shopping, I cringe in horror. LOL Glad you & the girls survived the shopping trip.Diane Burtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03754105332297068271noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023937099212820339.post-12291941468158464692016-08-18T08:17:34.074-04:002016-08-18T08:17:34.074-04:00I can only hope time will blur these memories, too...I can only hope time will blur these memories, too, Leah. LOLJannine Gallanthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01047728297429025804noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9023937099212820339.post-20874963977526808672016-08-18T07:11:04.417-04:002016-08-18T07:11:04.417-04:00Egads...that sounds awful!! :-) I have sons, so th...Egads...that sounds awful!! :-) I have sons, so those mother/son trips to the mall didn't happen, at least not after puberty. We did take some excursions to outfit them for their dorms and or apartments, but it was a while ago so thankfully the trauma has blurred from my brain. I'm glad you survived, Jannine! You're a good mom. :-)Leah St. Jameshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11004006100786260893noreply@blogger.com