A Little Help Here Please.

The other day my Mom and I went shopping. She wanted to get me something for my birthday. I had a few things in mind and we went to a few different stores. I had mentioned a book I would like to read called "Confessions of a Shopaholic". So we hop in the car and head off to McNally Robinson to find it. I say "hmm, I don't know what section it would be in" knowing full well it is a novel really about nothing, not classified as romance or anything. My Mom turns to me and says "Well i'd think it's in the self help section". I thought it was a riot and stiffeled a laugh. But granted I will give my Mom that it does sound very well like a "self-help" type of book, I knew a little of what it was about so I guess my bad for not being clearer. But what has me worried is do I NEED a self help book on my shopping habits? Ok, don't even ask Big Daddy because I know damn well what his response will be. He thinks I am a shopaholic. Anyways, I had a laugh over the self help thing. And to be fully clear I wasn't laughing at my Mom I was really laughing at myself for the fact that she thought I might even need "help".