Showing posts with label shopping. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shopping. Show all posts

Monday, April 12, 2010

Birthday Goodness


Today, I went shopping for my birthday present. Initially, I had planned to buy myself a record table. That idea was shot down when I decided to buy a new computer for school. Thus, my birthday present was put on hold for the THIRD year in a row.

I entered Fred Meyer not planning to buy myself a gift. I had intended to buy some cookie dough to make some cookies during my long homework session tonight. I ended up in the card and gift bag aisle and the rest is history.

The yellow gift bag has five items in it.
1. Princess and the Frog coloring book – During my senior year at DHS, I was a bench warmer on the volleyball team. Because of my bench time, I didn’t take much of the season seriously. I took coloring books to all games and my friends and I would color.
2. 750 piece puzzle – I like puzzles. Who doesn’t? As I’m turning 27, it’s about time I settle down into the seriousness of life and put together another puzzle.
3. Chocolate – I didn’t go with dove. Hershey’s now has PURPLE wrapping on their milk chocolate. Yum!
4. Purple pen pack – Um, I like to write and I love purple.
5. Adam – The Blockbuster is closing. I got a movie for $4 to watch on my birthday.

That’s it. Now I just have to wrap it and wait to open it on Thursday.

Monday, December 7, 2009

Consumerism

I remember when I first came back from Ukraine. It was the holiday season and people were shopping every which way. I was shocked. I didn't know how to deal with constant consumerism, the need people had to buy more things. It was terrible. Culture shock hit a lot harder with the consumerism of Chrismtas.

It's two years later. I'm a grad student, living off loans, and I constantly find myself wanting to shop...either at Fred Meyer when I pick up a few groceries or during my breaks at the Duck Store. I am a major consumer! It's horrible. I think I'm a few shakes away from becoming Sophie Kinsella's Becky Bloomwood.

Oh man.