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I hate shopping of all kinds. Apparently I was born with a missing enzyme, the one that makes women want to shop (and have babies). Walking the aisles of big stores or malls makes me feel unaccountably depressed and lonely.

I even got tired of going to the dollar store to find seasonal duds for Dave. glescagal has come to my rescue by bringing Dave some natty threads from her trip to Scotland. Though he's getting a bit weathered and has a cracked wrist he looks quite manly as a ginger with his dirk, don't you think?

But this weekend I'm off to Sacramento with mimi2three to shop for clothes, a trip we undertake once or twice a year. Shopping with her is actually fun. We get a hotel room and then walk or take a shuttle to the mall, have a nosh and a glass of wine, walk around the stores giggling and making fun of stuff, try a few things on, make comically disparaging remarks about our aging bodies, have another glass of wine and some appetizers, try on some more stuff, laugh like hyenas, have dinner and then take a cab back to our hotel where we go sit somewhere and talk for hours. Sometimes we even buy stuff. Nearly every decent piece of clothing I have comes from mimi2three holding up a hanger and saying, "You should seriously try this on." Without her assistance I'd probably go to work wearing a Pillsbury sack with three x's on it.

My new primary care doctor (the talkative Scottish fellow) just refilled my Synthroid prescription and asked what I was paying for it. He lectured me, telling me I could go to the pharmacy at CostCo and get the same script for $9.00. I didn't even bother explaining to him what a nightmare CostCo is for me, and how I'll gladly pay a little more for the tranquility of a quiet, uncrowded pharmacy.

Catalog or online shopping is better yet...actually, the best of all.