Anyone still look forward to the after Christmas sales?
Nope. Cindy couldn't pass up a Sale.
Any Sale. And she never bought one of anything. When we got together 27 years ago, she told me about her very abusive late husband when we were talking about how neither of us were ever going to get "Legally" Married again. After listening to her talk about him, I decided I was never going to tell her no about anything she wanted to do unless I absolute had to. So it was kind of my own fault, I created a shopping monster. But I did tease her about having Terminal Spenditis, and how she was going spend us into the poor house. But she did get good deals on stuff. She never quit spending my money though, and I never tried to force her to. I could have close the credit card account, but I didn't because I gave her my word and I kept it.
I never told her no.
But it wasn't all in vain. Just before Christmas in 2022, she
bought about $300 worth of our favorite red meat, Tri-Tip. We
usually cut in into steaks, diced it for stews or soups and ground it for hamburger,
and we kept a few for the BBQ. And she bought $200 worth of Chiken. All that, plus a bunch of other stuff, two turkeys, pizza toppings, ice cream, etc. When I was in the hospital, and my son and I were being moved here, my daughter and he two roommates (I call them her boy toys) were going to take too long between putting our freezer in the truck, cleaning out our storage unit, etc. So I told her to take it all the Battered Women's Shelter, and donate in Cindy's name. She said they couldn't believe that. And I made sure I told her to them all the meat was fresh, she had just bought it before Christmas, which was a month before.
Anyway, since we're talking about Christmas, sort of, here's a Christmas memory for you...
After 13 years of Christmas at home, we started going somewhere for the time the kids were out of school on Christmas break. On this particular year we went to Redding, California and were staying at our favorite vacation hotel. On most days they had a great hot breakfast and around 8:00p they would have a light dinner. But it was Christmas Eve, and there was no dinner. We had planned to drive to Lassen Volcanic National Park. We knew the road through the park would be closed, but we could get to Manzanita Lake, the only part of the park that was open. The kids we wanted to play in the snow on Christmas Eve.
Before we left we were going to set up the Crock Pot with some Tri-Tip and all the rest of the stuff Cindy always put in it. Then we saw something new in the room. On the door was a sign that said No Cooking. So we made a deal with the desk clerk, who was actually the Front Desk manager. We had nown her since out second Anniversary. We took all the stuff down to the Dining Room, set it up, she would watch it for us all day, and when we got back we all sat down to a nice bowl of Tri-Tip Stew. She told us the smell of that stew cooking was disappointing people all day. They would walk in and smell it, and say "Oh, they are having dinner tonight." And she would tell them "No, I'm sorry, it's a private party."
None of us were sorry when we started eating...
Edit:
I Really need to Proof Read better.