Christmas in November

Anyone who knows me knows I'm a sucker for a deal.

Well I found one.

A few weeks ago, Wal-mart had a pre-Black Friday sales event. They had awesome deals on TVs and other electronics. Mr. T and I had already bought a TV after moving to school with Mr. T's birthday funds, and I love that TV. But it emitted this low frequency whine that drove Mr. T crazy. And this TV was bigger, a better brand, and cheaper by $60...that results in a deal!! I had to go!!

So at 4:30 am on Saturday moring, I found myself in the car with Mr. T driving to Wal-mart to claim a spot in Wal-mart's electronics section. We decided to start the line right infront of the blu-ray display and got to watch GI Joe to pass the time! Woohoo! I saved a dollar on Redbox! Another deal!

The line started to build. I always love making friends in Black Friday lines. Everybody is so excited...as long as you don't want the same item.

The time passed, and as we were the first people in line, we had no fears of not getting what we came for. What I hadn't quite accepted though was the fact that we had come for more than the TV.

In addition to the great TV deal, I had told Mr. T about a fantastic deal on an X-box 360: pay $200 for the X-box and get a $100 Wal-mart gift card to take home with your purchase! Wow! What a steal. Mr. T saw his opportunity.

As we sat in the line, Mr. T commented over and over about what an amazing deal that was and what huge savings were being offered. He worked it! And what can I say, he never asks for anything! Plus, the savings from the TV covered more than half of the resulting costs.

Suckered.

So we left with TV, X-box, and gift card in tow. I stowed the X-box for Christmas, but suddenly and strangely different X-box games, parts, and pieces began arriving to my door. Hmmm...apparently Santa uses Amazon these days. And the X-box started showing up, not in my closet cleverly hidden, but in my living room, begging to be used "before the 30-day warranty expires" just to make sure it's ok.

Uh oh. Suckerd by more than a deal.

So I begged Mr. T to wait until Christmas. The best part of Christmas is giving the gift!
Not gonna happen.
Ugh. Well at least until after Thanksgiving.
Nope...warranty expires (he's drooling onto packaging at this point).
At least give me a week!!!
OK.

So, in order to get my Christmas gift giving in for this year (cause this is his Christmas) and so my husband felt like he had a Christmas this year, I spent the week plotting and Sunday morning Mr. T  woke up to the Three2U Christmas CD blasting and this...



It was so much fun. And he was actually surprised. Not, of course, by the presents, but by the morning. And it was wonderful. And I felt glad that he got a gift he wanted...even if he ordered half of it himself. Mr. T is so wonderful and works so hard. He deserves a distraction from histology, physiology, and cadavers.

So Merry Christmas, Honey. Only true love would EVER convince me to buy an X-box.

*Note the feigned look of shock and surprise. I love it!