"Regular Guy" vs. "The Germophobes"

It's fun to see what people buy at Costco. A guy who I decided to call, "regular guy," had nothing but a ton of fruit, including two Costco-sized packages of gala apples, a bag of lemons, a bag of avocados, blueberries and raspberries, plus fruit juice and antioxidant drink, in his basket.

We ate pizza at Costco earlier and I had just had an urgent visit to the bathroom where I didn't even have time to put down seat protection, so fruit didn't really interest me at that point. I so wanted to ask "regular guy" if he was really going to eat all that fruit before it spoils.

Then there's us, "the germophobes," with Costco-sized tp, Clorox Wipes and Lysol spray, a hunk of cheese, water, bottled tea and juice. We still ended up paying ninety-two dollars. Ivan had to make an emergency visit to the restroom as well. At least we didn't have to buy any fruit to be regular, although I do wish I could've used those Clorox Wipes and Lysol spray before I went.

Terror In The Bathroom

I spent almost the equivalent of a day's pay at the store today. I got some good deals, or so I thought. Like these bathroom accessories which were a fraction of the original cost. A $12.99 toothbrush holder for $3.24. Great deal, right? I thought so, until I got them home.

The accessories are a circus animal theme. I've heard stories about animal cruelty at the circus but I love the fun and colorful animals and thought they would be cute in Joaquin's bathroom.

Little did I know that the designer of these was a member of PETA. See, the animals look absolutely TERRIFIED. They all look like there's a guy with a whip shouting orders to balance on a ball or on one leg or twirl a hula-hoop or something.

Look at their eyes. They make me feel a little sad everytime I see them. I guess I can leave them out for Halloween. Ooooh, scary.

A Red Pink Letter Day!

I finally got to the mall today. Although I did get a little dizzy from all the mass consumption going on, I made it through without throwing up. Maybe it was because it was the Biltmore and it wasn't overly crowded.

I ended up buying a couple of gifts. Plus, I gotta admit there are a few things that I wanted for myself, including a White Tea fragrance at L'Occitane (lotion). Plus, at the bookstore, I was seriously intrigued by a book called "Lyrics" by singer/songwriter, Sting. The book includes lyrics to songs written by Sting and little stories about them or their inspiration. Although I'm just a little more than a casual fan, I might have to add this to my wishlist. None of my companions shared my enthusiasm.

Tonight I also finally got the illusive peppermint ice cream. Dryer's brand, pink with red peppermint pieces. My favorite is the white with red and green pieces from Blue Bunny but you can't have everything. I just had a shake with whipped cream and candy sprinkles. It made me happy.

Tree is still not decorated.

Consuming With The Masses

I washed and dried a sweater and the sleeves shrunk. Only the sleeves, the rest fits perfectly. My arms are cold.

This is how I feel lately, like an essential part of me has shrunk.

I currently have, in my home: holiday prints with Halloween images on them framed and hung in the kitchen, a Halloween Flag in the living room, a dishcloth with a turkey on it hanging on from the stove handle, a helium filled mylar balloon with the number 7 from Joaquin's birthday floating around, and a Christmas wreath with a Santa that sings, "Ho, Ho, Ho...You'd better watch out..." hanging on the door.

I have no desire to put things away. And, despite my efforts to the contrary, "Ivan, I promise not to buy anymore Christmas decorations this year," I do have some new lights to hang and I did buy one ornament, and there's that Santa on the wreath. I don't need this crap. I'm tired, I want to get off this thing called mass consumption.

That said, have I told you about some of the new cds I want this year?
Wonderland: Cool December
World Christmas
Genuine Houserockin' Christmas
Yule Be Swinging
Natty and Nice