Strange happenings at Target.

I don't know how much longer I can hold off.

Today, while me and Mom were at Target, I was browsing in the movie section *cough*looking at the Christmas movies*cough* when I heard Michael Buble's smooth voice echoing from the back of the store. Suddenly, some strange magnetic force took over my body and my feet were unwillingly drawn to the little Christmas music center. You know, the one that has a variety of Christmas CDs and you can press the button to listen to samples of them? Thankfully, a few people were clustered around it so I couldn't get too close.

Oh, dear. I need to make it at least another week or two before I break out the Bing Crosby, Sinatra, Charlie Brown soundtrack, and Relient K Christmas CDs.

Until next time,