Spinorting

My girlfriend Jeanie came over yesterday and we did the girly thing. First we colored my hair--trying to keep it the same color as it is naturally but covering up the gray. We missed on the color, so it's a little lighter and redder than it was before, but it looks natural enough with my uber-light complexion. Then she baked a pan and a half of lasagne, which I LOVE, and she and I and Bill ate it.

Then we went spinorting. My family has always used this term for wandering around in stores with no clear objective in mind. We chose a store called Merchandise Outlet. It's a small chain and mostly sells cheap junk. Both Jeanie and I had our minds in the gutter, and I'm a little surprised we didn't get kicked out of the store. I guess I "won" when I held up a Christmas stocking that was at least a yard long and maybe half as wide. I held it with the top just below my waist and called to Jeanie, and she shrieked with laughter!

To add to the sport, the after-affects of Thanksgiving Dinner hit my tummy just as we began shopping. I crop-dusted the whole store, finally giving up after over an hour and asking a clerk if I could use a restroom. Then when my tummy was settled down, Jeanie's started up. She spent the evening lying on the bed in my office, cuddling Cooper, and farting with her ass aimed at the crack between the edge of the bed and the wall. Oh well, as long as Cooper didn't mind!

Getting back to Merchandise Outlet, it's a good place to spinort. They had a lot of Christmas-themed things, tarps, basic tools, hats, gloves, sunglasses, some food items, some pet items, some kitchen utensils, gift wrap and some party supplies, even some clothing items. On the plus side, the aisles were spaced wide enough that I could get down each of them with my rolling walker. The staff is helpful and friendly, and if I have occasion to go spinorting more often, I will return again.