I went to Costco this morning with my sister.
I LOVE me some Costco. I always say that I could live there. The concession food is good and very cheap, there is endless entertainment (picture me with a stack of newly released books in a lazy-boy chair down the furniture aisle), I could try on a bunch of new clothes, and I could clean up any mess I make.
Do you realize they have Mocha's for a buck!? Well, it's like $1.08 with the tax. And if you smile really nice they might add extra chocolate for those people who tend to like (need) a bit of extra chocolate.
I had to restrain myself from getting two. Get one before you start shopping and down it while you pick out your chicken nuggets and laundry detergent and try the teriyaki rice bowl sample, then pick one up on the way out to fuel the drive home.
Because it is so stressful and all.
Actually, our trip took a smidge longer than planned today. We were walking to the car, Becca wrestling with the over sized shopping cart laden with Costco goodness and me digging in the abyss of my purse to find my keys.
Which we finally spotted in the ignition.
I must have been so hyped up on all the Costco possibilities that I forgot to take them with me. Good thing it's covered by our insurance. Lance had emergency roadside service added to our plan a few years ago.
I think my husband knows me too well.
So, half an hour and a $92.00 receipt to submit for refund later, we were back in our car.
See? Sometimes the brain takes a little break. Hopefully it is well rested now.
To make myself feel better, I did some shopping. Here's a link to the new ring I picked out.
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Shauna over at Blah Blah Blog tagged me an embarrassing amount of days ago, so here I am, finally doing it!
Favorite person (outside family)? Do I even dare answer this? Nope!
Favorite food? Hmmm, right now I would have to say Symphony Toffee with Almonds Milk Chocolate. Oh wait, I say that ALL the time.
Quirks about you? I sleep with 4 pillows. Head, knees, back and tummy. Got used to sleeping that way when pregnant with Bubbalu...and have never looked back.
How would the person who loves you most describe you in ten words or less? I would ask. He is not home. We'll see if he gets home before I go to post this. Or maybe, he should make a little comment and tell you people about me.
Any regrets in life? Not singing Karaoke on our cruise. Seriously, that is all I can think of.
Favorite Charity/ Cause? Anonymous donations/gifts to someone you know in real life who really needs something that you can easily provide.
Favorite Blog recently? Uh, check out my blogroll, do you really think I can pick just one?
Something you can’t get enough of? Hearing Bubbalu laugh. The beauty of his laugh actually makes me cry.
Worst job you’ve ever had? Dishwasher at a local Dutch restaurant. The food was delicious, scrubbing plates was not.
What job would you pay NOT to have? Professional diaper bomb changer...oh wait, I already DO that!
If you could be a fly on the wall, where? I actually want to watch Bubbalu while he goes to sleep. I want to see him play with his stuffed animals, jump like a monkey, and babble to himself.
Favorite Bible verse right now? Ditto Shauna : Jeremiah 29:11 For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
Guilty Pleasure? Being lazy during Bubbalu's nap time.
Got any confessions? Sure, I like the show 'So You Think You Can Dance?'.
If you HAD to spend $1,000 on YOURSELF, how would you spend it? HellO! Shopping!!
Favorite thing about your house? Well, let's not talk about the house I currently am in, let's talk about the house I am moving into in 3 1/2 weeks. I would say my favorite thing in our new house is a dishwasher that is actually IN the kitchen...and space, mucho space...and a garage! I finally will have a garage!
Least favorite thing about your house? Our new house still has a dirt backyard, so that's probably not conducive to keeping a house clean, what with a toddler who LOVES dirt and all...
One thing you are bad at? Talking on the phone. I just don't like it. It's hard to hear people with iffy coverage, you can't see their face and therefore, their emotions, and I prefer to email or see someone in person.
One thing you’re good at? Talking to new people, keeping the conversation going...because I fear SILENCE in a conversation. It makes me uncomfortable. So, I ask a ton of questions.
If you could change something about your circumstances, what? I would move out now and into our new home. AND, I would take all of my friends from Seattle home with me.
Who would you like to meet someday? A niece or nephew from my side of the family...hint hint.
What makes you feel sexy? New outfit, hair done and makeup on.
What is the hardest part of your job? Uh, diaper bomb changing...duh. That, and trying to figure out what to do about day to day frustration without losing my mind.
When are you most relaxed? In the evening, Bubbalu in bed, dishes done, clean house...just my husband and I and a movie
What stresses you out? Money...and the lack thereof.
What can you not live without? Adequate sleep. Really. I turn into a scary crabby monster version of myself.
Do you agree or disagree with the recent article that reported that blogs are authored by narcissists? Uh, hellO!? Who wouldn't want to read about me!? And Bubbalu, and diaper bombs, and fashion!?
Why do you blog? It is REALLY cheap therapy...
Okay - rules:
1. Answer the questions
2. Link back to whoever tagged you
3. TAG some people...
Hmmm, lets see... I tag Will Blog for Shoes, SAHMmy Says, 3 Girls And A Guy, Miller's Wharf and Real Life Adventures. And, if the notion of doing a meme should appeal to you, consider yourself tagged as well!
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