I used to think there ought to be a law that when you're selling a coordinating set of something---say, matching brother/sister Christmas sweaters---you have to list them together on eBay rather than as separate auctions. Because there is nothing more annoying in this world than agonizing over how high you bid to try to secure BOTH items, as having one but not the other is useless if what you really want is the set. But after explaining auctioning and bidding to my daughter, and winning the first sweater (much to her delight), I sat here refreshing the page on the second sweater. We watched...
I'm the sort of careful shopper who follows an extremely predictable course of action when undertaking a large purchase. It's totally awesome that I am sharing my shopping acumen with the world because the way I save money, it's a thing of beauty (plus I'm so modest and all). So. Because this was such a VERY SPECIAL INSTANCE of careful shopping, I simply must share it here. Everyone needs to learn from my example. Also, everyone should have a king size bed. How to buy a new bed: 1) Sleep on a really old bed until you wake up every morning with a stiff back. 2) Start thinking about buying a...
I'm an excellent hostess. Pull up a box of kleenex and sit down. Remember when I said maybe I was getting sick? Dude. I'm PSYCHIC. (Or was that psychotic? I can never keep those two straight.) Or perhaps I had a little tickle in the back of my throat, even then. But I prefer to believe I'm psychic, as that's a better counterpoint to a runny nose. Stupid cold weather. I cry uncle! I give up! I turned on my heat today. If I'm going to get a cold every couple of weeks, at least I want to be able to feel my toes inside my slippers. Anyway. I woke up sick today, but yesterday I was still laboring...
Today was rainy and grey and gross and so I decided we should take a trip to the happiest place on earth. No, not Disney. (Have you ever BEEN to Disneyworld? Or for that matter, Disneyland, which is where I spent my pseudo-honeymoon (that's another tale entirely) and where I encountered a whole lot of hot, impatient, and generally obnoxious people? Disney is not a happy place. It's a place where people paid a lot of money to stand in line all day and eat overpriced food.) We went to Target. Obviously. Normally, I have a whole routine at Target that's based upon cruising the endcaps for...
I've got a weighty matter or twelve rattling around in my brain, and I cry uncle. It's the end of the week. I can only think seriously about anything for so long before my left eyelid starts to twitch. I. Have had. ENOUGH. And when the tough have had enough, the tough go shopping. Normally I'm content to indulge in the smallest bit of retail therapy for my fix; although I probably TALK as though shopping is my second career, the truth is that it takes very little to satiate me. I do a lot of shopping but not a lot of buying. And what I do buy is likely to be so cheap it barely even counts as...
The wheels of bureaucracy continue to turn, albeit at the standard snail-like pace. I don't really have an update for all of you pretty people who are joining me in shaking a fist in the air (or, alternatively, right in Ramon's face), but things are moving. Do not celebrate just yet. I am heartened, however, that my insurance agent came to my house this evening his own damn self to take pictures in the basement. He is playing phone tag with the head adjustor muckity-muck, and now has pictures OF MY DRAIN (you know, the one with the BACKED UP WATER) to send along should they be needed. In the...
Once upon a time, all Americans were formally granted certain inalienable rights by the Declaration of Independence. Among those were life, liberty, and people sending you free stuff to try if you happen to have a website. I cannot even find the words to express my gratitude to our forefathers for toiling on our behalf to make these things so. But that's probably because I'm too busy with the free stuff. I don't know if you've heard, but the nice folks over at BocaJava have launched a new line of premium coffees specifically for bloggers. I take my mooching reviewing responsibilities very...
It's all the fun of spending money without actually, you know, spending any of your money. What more could you want? Two items for your consideration: 1) Although I'm still bitter that Grace didn't make it past semi-finalist, you should go vote for the Swiffer Amazing Woman of the Year from amongst the finalists. The winner gets $5,000 for the charity of her choice, as well as fame, fortune, and a lot of Swiffer products. Go read about those ten amazing women and if you are not moved by their stories, check to see if you have a pulse. 2) The IRS has decided I am impoverished and should...
I'd like to thank everyone who chimed in on the previous post for both maintaining civility and proving that I'm not the only spiteful, overly emotional one in the bunch. Sometimes, immaturity loves company. That said, it is my intention to get to the bottom of my feelings and then, hopefully, dispose of them. Wasted energy. I have some work to do on myself and I'll get it done... just consider the prior rant my little "But I don't WANNA!" tantrum. I'm done now. May I come out of the naughty corner? I promise to be good. In fact, in my continuing quest to better know myself, I've been...
