tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641217040505930278.post3753943562283421298..comments2009-02-23T17:06:57.030-08:00Comments on A day in the life of Mama Stone: We survived.Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14292839681835770590noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641217040505930278.post-86002976883639753252007-12-31T00:01:00.000-08:002007-12-31T00:01:00.000-08:00hahahahhaa! I didn't realize you were on here too!...hahahahhaa! I didn't realize you were on here too! Holy. found you. :PTracieWilliamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14004381197305704551noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5641217040505930278.post-28318413926960977902007-12-30T22:57:00.000-08:002007-12-30T22:57:00.000-08:00I hear you about the pain of gift-getting. I have...I hear you about the pain of gift-getting. I have this profound hatred of the mall. This year, I have managed to go to the mall no more than once every three months or so, and then only to get specific things I already knew I needed. And the less time I spend in the mall, the more painful it is when I do go, but also the more obvious it is to me how insidious the whole thing is. I go with usually one or two modest purchases in mind -- boots for my daughter, or maybe underpants for me -- and I find myself suddenly wanting new shirts, a new dress, maybe exotic snack food from the T & T. It's awful, this drive to buy stuff that takes over.<BR/><BR/>This year I managed to get most people in my life to agree to no gifts between adults. The rest of the people, I made felted Christmas tree ornaments for, or bought a book. I'm so inspired by the Buy Handmade pledge.YummyYarnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06804353092640282658noreply@blogger.com