— Shoe stores are deserted this time of year. (More for me!)
— It's clear that the inexplicable Vera Bradley purse craze has taken hold of the women of Albemarle County, Virginia.
— I never buy CDs anymore, so it had been a while since I'd been inside a record store. It was a bit disconcerting how few of the "Top Selling" artists I had even heard of. Another sign of my creeping decrepitude: the music in some stores is too loud.
— What's with the velour sweat suits? They're everywhere; even the usually classy Ann Taylor has a version. I'll go out on a limb and predict this is a purchase many women will regret in a year.
Back home tonight, I spent a nice evening decorating cookies and wrapping presents (Malcolm family tradition: I wrap all mine and all of my dad's). In the background: a beautifully decorated tree, Handel's Messiah, and humorous tales of college life, told by two of my favorite freshmen.
Life around here is about to get a little more hectic for the Malcolm women — we have Christmas Eve dinner tomorrow night, Christmas dinner on Wednesday, and a massive wedding cake to bake and put together before Saturday. So my posting may be more "Kitchen" and less "Cabinet." Maybe I'll share some recipes!
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