Crazy Xmas Shopping

I haven't gone.
And I won't be.
This morning there was a strange thud-like sound coming from the rear of my car. Please don't be the tires again...was all I could think. We just got the one with the hole in it replaced not two months ago...
Daddy gets out of the car and does his manly inspection of the exterior of the car. He gets into the car shaking his head, it can't be good.
"Shocks are gone."
What? WHAT???
"The back right shock is shot to hell, the car is leaning pretty far down. Not really safe..."
I stopped listening. I don't want to hear this. I really don't. I thought I was going to be able to buy something nice for my husband and son for Christmas this year...but instead it's going to be my car that's going to get something new for Christmas. Selfish bastard of a car.
The only comfort I have is knowing that Daddy works for a car warehouse, but they mostly sell racing stuff, and that can turn out pretty expensive. I don't want my car to be a racecar (much to Daddy's disappointment) so I'll probably just start shopping around online for prices. One of the guys that work here (one of the nice ones, I haven't mentioned him here before) just told me about Auto Anything coupons that are being offered on their website. Maybe I'll just try there. I'll see if I can get a better deal than Daddy's job. He actually pointed me towards a whole website that offers coupon codes. They could come in handy for those of you that can actually buy Christmas presents.
What I am going to have to do before the afternoon comes is move Little Man's carseat over to be behind the driver's seat (which I hate because I don't like him behind me when I'm driving and it's just me and him...) but it'll be safer for him and he won't feel the bumps so hard. I just hope I can get the stupid shocks replaced before it does any damage to anything else back there.
I hate cars.