Whose Brilliant Idea Was This?

What bright marketing person decided that Memorial Day Weekend was a good weekend to have big sales? Because I would like to cast my vote to stop that tradition. I personally do not immediately associate sales with any major holiday, whereas I know some people look forward to holidays so they can go shopping. I was excited that I had four whole days (sort of) all to myself this weekend, and looked forward to relaxing. A few of the things on my mental list that did not make it onto my blog list involved going to a few stores in the mall. When I pulled in to parking lot at the mall, I realized by the insane amount of cars in the parking lot that everyone else decided this was a good weekend to shop, too. Only most of them were strolling leisurely down the mall walkways. Who strolls in a mall? If you are one of those people who strolls, I have a few questions. Is this seriously the best activity you could come up with for a beautiful sunny afternoon in Seattle? To go inside and walk like a turtle down the walkway in herds with other women and teenagers, and a few poor men who got dragged along? Seriously, this sounded like fun to you when you woke up this morning? Are you on crack? Could you at least please stay to the right so I can walk by at a normal rate, if not a hurried, get-me-away-from-this-herd-of-crazy-women pace?

I got over hanging out in malls somewhere in high school. It sounded fun when I was about 10. Now I find it amusing only because there are so many people that seem to go there to be seen. Mostly teenagers. Also crazy people seem to go there. But people watching can only get you so far. And too many salespeople seem to follow you around stores. (NO, you cannot help me. I see your nametag, I know where to find you...)

Needless to say I got out of that mall very quickly. I got one item I had set out to get, but I did not get ANY clothes. You want to know why? Because I found things like this every which way I turned. Some of them I did find quite cute, however I cannot wear them. Seriously, a whole store with nothing with sleeves besides the plane tshirts, which I have enough of, is just silly. Mormon girls need cute clothes too. Ones with sleeves. That don't show off the girls. And don't age me 10 or 20 or 50 years. That's all I'm asking for.

It was enough to make me cranky. Never you fear, though. I went to pottery that afternoon, which is almost always soothing, and worked on some creations that are so, so cool that you will die from their coolness when I post the pictures.