Shopping is a fulfilling task. Believe it or not, it really is. I don't mind the tired legs and the hustle and bustle. It's part of shopping. Christmas won't be Christmas if we don't give (and receive? Oh c'mon, it pays to be honest. ) gifts. That's how it is. So off we went to World Bazaar Festival at WTC for more choices. Little souvenirs for fellow corporate refugees. Nothing major. After all, it's the thought that counts. And the thought that you'll make people smile because you remember them.
Santino really captured our hearts.