Saving like Scrooge

In a fit of pre-Christmas insanity, I vowed something which, if I haven't already nullified, I probably will before the 25th of December:

I vowed to do all my Christmas shopping at Canadian Tire. That is, for all those who'll be celebrating The-Day-After-Younger-Son's-Birthday with us in this seaside town.

That's right, folks. On a mini-mission two days ago to procure a humidifier*, I discovered that not only could I get toys (large, metal, Tonka-like trucks), electronics, sporting goods, home d├ęcor items and housewares at the CT Boutique, but also stocking stuffers** for those who will get stockings this year.

I reckon I already have the Father in Law covered, and probably the Brother in Law as well since, well, they're both guys and they both do hardware-y stuff around the house. The Lovely Wife has informed me that I will be in big trouble should I bestow upon her a gift-wrapped oil filter this holiday season. (This actually happened in her extended family - it was not pretty.) The kids, as mentioned above, I think I can work with. The sister in law and the mother-in-law will be tricky, but I imagine I could find something nice (read: not likely to be lobbed back at me, pretty bow still attached).

The Lovely Wife may indeed be a challenge.

That's not to say we don't need a lot of things that Canadian Tire sells. We do have a new house which needs various bits of hardware and/or home decor. The trick is to find:

Something that says: "This is for you."
...but doesn't say: "I can't wait until we hang it in our house so we can read while sitting in the armchair."

Something that says: "I had you in mind when I saw this."
...but doesn't say: "Everyone wins when we have a fresher smelling bathroom!"

Something that says: "I found the perfect gift"
...but doesn't say: "And now you can easily land that 30-pound walleye with class."

And lastly, finding something that doesn't say: "It was a stupid vow, honey. But you have to admit that tire pressure is really important to achieving better fuel economy!"

I will also do my best to admit total defeat, resorting to the purchase of several Canadian Tire Gift Cards.

*Note: Humidifiers and Dehumidifiers are located nowhere near each other in Canadian Tire. This fact alone probably keeps the universe in balance.

** including one ridiculously marked down item I purchased for myself, which I handed over to The Lovely Wife upon returning home.

Posted bythemikestand at 1:13 PM  

7 stepped up to the mike:

sween said... 3:24 PM, December 07, 2006  

Does she like archery? That's always an option.

Brianna said... 3:26 PM, December 07, 2006  

but... why? do Canadians get some sort of kick back form this store like my parents do if they buy tons of camping stuff at REI?

i giggled a lot at the fresher bathroom line...

Anonymous said... 5:36 PM, December 08, 2006  

i liked the bathroom freshener line, too. very amusing. however, i would be motivated to kill if my husband purchased my christmas present at canadian tire. why? because crappy tire does not sell perfume, jewellery, women's (non-lesbian) clothes, or shoes (that i'd wear anywhere but camping). Yes I like home accessories and funky nifty stuff, but not usually if the word CRAFT is carved into it anywhere.

Jessica said... 12:33 PM, December 09, 2006  

Well, it really is the thought that counts, right?

Anonymous said... 10:36 PM, December 10, 2006  

Automatic car starter. It's the gift that keeps on saying 'I love you enough to care that you're warm' EVERY single morning.

They install too.

Anonymous said... 5:52 PM, December 11, 2006  

Brianna - At Canadian Tire they give you your change along with money that has a photo of our King on it. (heh heh) After you've saved enough of this money in your sock drawer, you take it back to CT and buy something like a coffee maker or streamers for the handles of your kid's bike. And the teenager working at the counter curses you out for making him count it all.

Anonymous said... 1:20 AM, December 12, 2006  

I love Canadian tire. Sadly there is no equivalent here in Singapore.

I'd go for the camping equipment. There is nothing that says, "I love you" like a Coleman stove.

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