Since we were already in the area, we hit Southwest Plaza first. It generally sucked and was overrun with packs of roaming sprogs, so we booked it after acquiring a gift certificate at a trendy store for someone on Himself's list. ObColumbine: a security guard stopped us to ask if we were finding everything okay and gave Himself's coat a hard look. Tardamo guard got spooked by a WWII vintage French cycling coat. In olive drab. *snerk*
We then hauled up to Colorado Mills. As we entered through the Eddie Bauer outlet (avoiding the phalanx of smokers around most entrances), we were greeted by a group of scowling girls that looked 12-14 years old. They looked bored and like they'd been there all day and gave me cute little crusties when I asked Himself, "Where are these kids' parents? Are they too cheap to get a sitter?".
Consumer crusties were the majority of our experience as we tried to channel what the demographics we had to buy gifts for would want (a 9-12 year old boy, three teen girls, an adult female and a senior male). Himself ate what looked like African American Ken's nutsack at Harry and David but turned out to be a runny caramel encased in coffee-flavored chocolate. Since I'm a pretty regular H&D shopper, we scored a holiday beverage mix set and (heh) Fruit-of-the-Month candles for the two adults on our charity list.
Our next stop was the LEGO outlet for the 9-12 year old boy's gift. It's not hard to pick out a nice gift in a store I already like, so we took our time and picked out a non-battery action set -- Snowboard Big Air Comp (#3536) with a launcher for the snowboarder mini-fig.
After a brief stop in EB Games to fortify ourselves for having to go in someplace unimaginably foul, we bravely went into the Claire's outlet. Props to everyone in the store for remembering us and for letting us know the preowned PC games rack will return after the holidays. Double for Duke, who agreed with me that we should buy the Heroes IV expansion pack. (We didn't, but we plan to in the future.)
That pothole was so pink it made my ovaries ache, but after the best description of lip gloss ever (Himself asked why someone would wear it and I replied that it would make something "mega glossy" [like the package claimed] after fellatio, which earned me a crusty look from the only other person in the store over 18) we settled on getting each teen a 50g tube of body glitter, a tube of the aforementioned lipgloss and a gift box with two Twist 'n' Clip headbands, a vented brush and a comb.
I ran down what I'd bought (and spent) with Mom after getting home since Dad was asleep and she threw in a decorated jar of cocoa and mini-marshmallows she'd picked up earlier in the year to round out the adult female's gift. Everything got wrapped after Laurel went to sleep (she thought the LEGO set was for her) and Dad came upstairs just as I was finishing everything up. He seemed suitably impressed by my l33t gift shopping skills, but a bit less so by my one-armed monkey style of wrapping. I'll let you be the judge:
For the record, I got all that gifty goodness for $97 and change. I stuffed the last two dollars in a Salvation Army pot on the way out to stop the ringing until I was safely in the car.