Look Ma, No Panic!

Okay, maybe a little panic. JCPenney had their semi-daily, open-at-8am, can’t-be-missed-until-next-time, sale.

So we got up early – with a wake up call from The VP – and headed to the brand-spanking-new JCP north of the Mile High city.

My experience with early-rise sales is that it brings out screaming women who would rather knock you down and step on your bleeding carcass than miss the only buy-one-get-one sale of the week.

Interestingly, this sale did not have those kind of shoopers. In fact, there was hardly anyone there. I mean, the floor employee-to-customer ratio was probably 2-to-1.

I think this is due, in part, to the fact that this particular JCP was situated in an open field with freshly laid roads and not much else.

That, or JCP isn’t the hipster hang out I thought it was.

Anyway, you may recall that P.Pie and I had a bit of a panic attack at our first outing for baby stuff.

Well, we were still a little freaked, but we managed to get a few things, including diapers and wipes (thanks for the suggestion!).

We bought an equal amount of girl stuff and gender nuetral stuff, since Twin B has yet to *ahem* show the goods.

We’re making baby steps to parenthood, but at least it’s forward progress.