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A gross orgy of consumerism, or why i hate shopping with a 12
Today, being my last unscheduled day off, I took the kids shopping to blow their Christmas (and birthday money) Dollface's went mostly into her room.
Obi got a Bionicle (a 200 piece one) he'd been lusting for for about a year. One aisle, one squeal and it was done.
Jonner picked out shoes with Shrek on them, some legos and a small stuffed Pichu (not mispelled. He's the baby and will grow into Pikachu). He still has about $15 left. My back was hurting by this time.
Bunny was a nightmare. We wandered everywhere: books, cosmetics, toys, clothes, crafts, shoes, electronics, housewares. She came out with a Koosh ball, a copy of Black & White for her new computer and a PotC poster of Cap'n Jack. I believe herillustrious notorious fictional ancestor is now gracing the ceiling above her bed. I was hating shopping with a kid who can walk into a thrift shop and find 80 things she likes, but in Wal-Mart turns her nose up at everything. (Most of the time it's great. When you have a Wal-Mart gift card? Not so great) Doesn't help that bubblegum pink is the color du jour. She likes petal pink and much prefers purple. Speaking of, for her birthday, we are paintign her room Rich Amethyst 94012.
I wouldn't have minded so much if it hadn't been a school night, if my back didn't hurt and if wasn't already on my 3rd trip to Wal-Mart in one day. But giods below! Remind me not to shop with a 12 unless she has specific ideas what she wants.
Obi got a Bionicle (a 200 piece one) he'd been lusting for for about a year. One aisle, one squeal and it was done.
Jonner picked out shoes with Shrek on them, some legos and a small stuffed Pichu (not mispelled. He's the baby and will grow into Pikachu). He still has about $15 left. My back was hurting by this time.
Bunny was a nightmare. We wandered everywhere: books, cosmetics, toys, clothes, crafts, shoes, electronics, housewares. She came out with a Koosh ball, a copy of Black & White for her new computer and a PotC poster of Cap'n Jack. I believe her
I wouldn't have minded so much if it hadn't been a school night, if my back didn't hurt and if wasn't already on my 3rd trip to Wal-Mart in one day. But giods below! Remind me not to shop with a 12 unless she has specific ideas what she wants.
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When I was her age, my Gran took me out shopping for a dress to wear to my Aunt Debbie and Uncle Danny's wedding, and I was bound and determined to have something "grown up" (not of flower-printed cotton with quantites of machine-lace frills). Good luck in 1990 finding a "grown up" dress for a girl with a 31" bust. I'm surprised my gran didn't stuff me head first into a dumpster by the end of that day!