Nope! I’m not shopping for myself. That would be easy . . .
Purple this and purple that, purple socks and purple hat.
But I am shopping with Goodnight. High school approacheth and we need all the usual supplies (except for the expen$ive calculator this time). The supplies are the easy part . . . it’s the clothing hunt that will make me feel very old.
I have to remind myself that I am two generations away from her, so confine myself to setting parameters ahead of time, pushing the cart, offering a polite ‘yes’ or ‘no’ when needed, and paying for everything, of course. So far, so good. She’s just grateful to get out of a uniform and she asked me to knit her something!!!!