Yorkman’s

Bev is home in Mayberry for a few days for the holiday, and MamaG dragged me to River City to go shopping. This includes mostly us going to MamaG’s favorite store, which we’ll call Yorkman’s. Yorkman’s is a Midwestern department store, and I think they could be internationally famous for their coupon offerings. MamaG is somewhat of a Yorkman’s coupon connoisseur. Every time one walks into Yorkman’s with MamaG, you’ll get a coupon briefing, which makes absolutely zero sense to anyone but MamaG, and the Yorkman’s cashier (though sometimes even they can’t follow all the discounts). Literally, it’s like a secret code of yellow dot, doorbuster, bonus buy, and incredible values. I think Barack releasing the nukes is probably less complicated than MamaG unleashing her Yorkman’s discounts. Checking out at Yorkman’s with her is seriously something like this:

Also, we’ve officially reached the time of year where MamaG wants to buy absolutely everything for us for Christmas. Not… like… she wants to buy us lots of Christmas presents. Like… everything that is purchased is purchased for Christmas.

Two $3 candles at Target? Do you want that for Christmas?

A $12 pair of gloves that I need for Friday for an outdoor event that I’m attending? Do you want me to buy you that for Christmas?

Seriously, I am pretty sure that the peppermint mocha she bought me from McDonald’s to power us through our grocery trip might end up in my stocking somehow.

-Bev