Posts filed under 'Shopping'
I’m feeling under the weather (not to worry, CMS, I didn’t get it from you; my whole department at work is sick right now) and not feeling very creative. So … Ya’ll always said you’d read a certain author’s shopping list. Let’s see if you’ll read mine.
- One container Brummel and Brown margarine with yogurt $2.19
- One bottle Newman’s Own Light Raspberry & Walnut salad dressing $2.99
- One container cherry tomatoes $2.50
- Two bags of Just Lettuce $3.98
- One box Cheerios Crunch $3.69
- One half-gallon milk $2.19
- One loaf bakery-fresh organic roasted garlic bread $3.99
- One bottle All laundry detergent $4.79
- One box Green Giant cheesy broccoli and rice $1.67
- One can Bumblebee tuna $1.67
- One box Barilla rotini 89 cents
- One container fresh strawberries $2 (big and red and juicy and on sale)
- One box rye Triscuits $2.50
- Four Lean Cuisines $9
- Six-pack of toilet paper $2.79
- One 20-lb jug of Tidy Cat litter $8.99
- Farmer’s market pitstop: pint of baby red potatoes, six giant peaches, four zucchini, three ears of corn, one yellow watermelon: $11
What did you buy?
August 25th, 2008
I’m too tired to write a coherent post, but the comments are over 100 and inquiring minds want photos, so here’s one for you. Yes, that is our own darling Scope in Oregon with CMS! It was a wonderful surprise.
I think everyone survived, but it was a lot of work having that much fun. I don’t mean the cooking or housework, because that was all done by kind helpful CBs. I mean meeting friends that I’ve never seen before, and talking and laughing and hugging and talking and laughing some more, sometimes until two in the morning. That’s work! I loved it.
And yes, we did make it to Powell’s. In fact, I’m a little puzzled about that bookstore. When I walked in, I heard an announcement over the loudspeaker:
Attention! If there’s a minister or a wedding officiator in the store, would they please come to the Information desk in the Gold room? Thank you.
What the heck was that about? A woman was 9 months’ pregnant and suddenly realized that she really, really needed to get married right now because her water just broke? A man who got the love of his life to say “yes” and now wants to rush to the wedding before she changes her mind? It’s one of those things that you have to wonder about.
Too tired to write more. Later!
June 23rd, 2008
We all have coping mechanisms we turn to in times of stress, right? I know reading is at the top of the list for this group when it comes to getting through tough times. I also know that hanging out here at the Bar&Grill is some of the best medicine around. CherryBombs totally rock, that’s all there is to it.
I have a few other things that I turn to, as well. Gardening, when the weather cooperates, and I’ll have to take some new pics soon to share with you guys. And my crocheting, which has stepped up considerably. I finished and sent off my last project and I’ll get around to posting pictures on my blog one of these day. I also started another for the couple next door who are expecting a baby very soon. It’s a WIP, but maybe I’ll show you what I’ve got so far.
I have to admit though to giving into a little retail therapy as well. More specifically,
SHOES!!!!!
I have small, hard to fit feet so I often end up ordering shoes from catalogs. It’s not a bad deal if you know your brands. The best place I’ve found to order from though, is Zappos. What I like about them is the product reviews. Real people discussing the fit and comfort and what they like or dislike about the product overall. They also have free shipping, which is a plus. If you want to know more about what kind of company they are, read Zaza’s blog.
Last week I decided to indulge my need for retail therapy so I went shopping at Zappos. And I ordered these:
Aren’t they gorgeous? They came yesterday and it was love at first sight. Plus they’re pretty comfortable and will go with just about anything. I was so giddy, my mom half expected me to wear them to bed. No, I didn’t. With those heels? Please, they’d ruin my sheets.
But here’s my problem. While browsing last week I also spotted these: 
which you’ll have to agree are just too darned cute for words. And they have them in other colors, such as 
which would be perfect with jeans, don’t you think? I’m debating. And you may recall that last summer on the dueling blog I talked about buying these
which it turns out they still have in stock. Really comfortable, although as they are suede I can only wear them during nice weather. It’s a burden, but what can I do? Plus they have them in black suede 
which makes me drool a bit, but I have a pair something like those already, though not in suede. And I might be better served to get theses 
instead anyway. Why yes, they do come in other colors, thank you for asking. Decisions, decisions. What would you do?
July 10th, 2007
Yep. The CB meetup in Eugene, Oregon came off without a hitch. But what else would you expect with us ready to TOTW and all? Sorry this is so late, but I had a real struggle with getting the pics to click and enlarge.
We shopped, we ate nummy stuff, and we consumed vast quantities of beverages, all at the Eugene Saturday Market. In spite of the evidence of this pic, they were strictly non-alchoholic.
In true CB fashion, we commandeered that table you see us sitting at, and hung onto it for hours, taking turns for shopping forays, while a couple folks hung out to guard our territory. CB Command Central. It’s what happens when a group of managing women get together.
There were quite a few other pics taken at Command Central, however, wanting to post one that had us all looking awake, with our eyes open, focused on the camera, etc. limited it to one pic. L to R, that’s K.L., me (no not ME), Cary and Mary. But when everyone’s laughing, the eyes open thing is just not on. /;+)
Please note that K.L. was the only one with the foresight to get a CherryBomb t-shirt in time for the meetup. I tried. I really tried, but every time I clicked on something to buy it, it sent me to the CafePress homepage. Anyone else having trouble with this?
About the only rule for selling stuff at the Market is that it has to be something you made. So, no bottled water (it was hot!) or sodas, but they had strawberry lemonade, iced tea and more exotic made-to-order beverages. A true shopper’s heaven, except there were no books, but who can make their own books??? Well, you know…
We laughed a lot about meeting imaginary friends, but K.L. had us all trumped. Her DH came along for the ride to meet with his own imaginary friend, an online gaming buddy. He seemed very relaxed with us, probably because the idea of imaginary friends is normal to him, too. ;+)
I had a great time. I was totally zonked from the previous few days, and the CBs (plus my bud, Suzanne) really came through, making me feel human again and giving me lots to laugh about.
Yay! CBs rule!
June 6th, 2007
Now is the time for all good women to come to the aid of their fellow CB’s.
I don’t know why I started with that. We seem to have issues here. Maybe it is Spring Fever.
It’s just that Jen-t has birds banging into her window, and she has severe bladder issues. BCB has a phone bill that has to be astronomical, unless Jen is in her circle. I can’t find Andi’s e-mail ANYWHERE, and there have been so many posts and I want to e-mail her and call her.
AND THEN, I can’t find the f^&*^ing paper that Bryan did so I can suck in pictures of MAX! My desk has paperwork for 50 new kids in our dance choir that don’t know they have made it yet. Tomorrow at 5 they line up at the choir room door if they dare.
Marcia in OK knows that it is XL- short sleeved and school colors, unless the grey is really cool. OH, knows she is a banana slug but doesn’t know why. She seems to have pronoun issues. And Louisa thinks we are all nuts. CC is somewhere Jen wants to be and MCB seems to be agitating BCB and Jen. Lori is baking books or something last I looked. Mary is thinking up more taglines so she can become a famous jingle writer. (AWESOME!) Scope is in her garden, shooing all the birds to Jen.
Cary has written great critiques for Jen, as have others. And may I just say, that I am still worried about Louis and I will continue to fuss until I hear so just get over it.
Here is something I wrote to our favorite Young’un out in CA. She encouraged me to share. But first, a brief time out for MAX! and DS.
What the Hell is that Smell
I went deodorant shopping tonight. Not that I haven’t worn it since 4th grade or something, but I have stuck with the same one for years, and I had to wait for a prescription to be filled, so I thought I would mosey over and check out the “little black dress approved” brands. (First I thought I would write a HUGE run on sentence later, so now I have….I shall continue).
Let me say upfront, that we are are pretty much fragrance free here at the Wright House. I use perfume, but unscented laundry products and always unscented cosmetics and deodorant. So the vast array of Smells I encountered in the “PIT” stop was mind blowing.
Honest to Bob, who in the hell would put Vanilla Chi in her armpits? Country Fresh??? I live in the country and I can give you fresh!! And I don’t want that in my armpits either. Melon? Ocean Breeze? Wouldn’t it be somewhat odd to go around sniffing your armpits all day to catch a whiff of the awesomeness that is now you???? What is wrong with people???
I remember gym class. 60 girls in an old dilapidated locker room that smelled like 60 years of jock rot with a temperature that hovered near 100 degrees. Afterwards, most of us spraying Right Guard by the quart. If you forgot yours you just lifted your arms and someone would oblige. When ARRID XXTRA DRY came out, and we had competing smells, it was like the crips and the bloods, with each deodorant brand staking out their side of the room. Of course, girls ALWAYS got Phys Ed. first period of the day so we would smell like a cloud of Right Guard doused with Bonnie Bell or Whatever the Hell kind of perfume we wore.
It took a while for my prescription to be done, so I spent way too much time sniffing. Luckily there were not many people in the store. I decided that “CLEAN” was the winner, but I forgot who made it. I guess I will have to go back. After I use up the deodorant I just bought….old faithful-SECRET unscented.
Sorry this took up so much space, but the picture thingy is not my friend.
May 22nd, 2007
I’ve never been one to go ga-ga over a pair of shoes (sorry MCB) I never saw the appeal. They were just something that covered my feet, kept them warm, dry and comfortable. I liked them to look nice but that was it.
Purses, on the other hand, I change those suckers every couple of months. They all have to be able to fit a wallet, notebook and paperback inside them. In recent years, a side pocket for my cell phone has become desirable but book space is a necessity. I like them in various shapes and sizes, textures and colours. I spend entirely too much time checking out purses when I’m out shopping. I saw the most gorgeous red handbag at Payless the other day…
Several months ago, Scope and I watched an English film called Kinky Boots. It’s the story of a shoe factory in Northern England that was saved from bankruptcy by switching it’s production from men’s shoes to boots and heels for transvestites. Not only was the film hilarious,and at times poignant, it filled me full of facts about the way heels were originally designed for men in the French court, how they strengthen calf muscles and lift buttocks to present them in desirable poses.
It seemed like hogwash until I bought a pair of winter boots that had a bit of a heel. I’m used to wearing them through elephant season, digging down to get traction as I punch my way through crusted snow. Once that elephants departed, and I was walking on level ground I could feel the difference a heel made. My stride is different, my gait more dependent on the sway of my hips than seems necessary. I also hear strutting music when I walk but that could just be me.
If I can find a pair of shoes to match that purse, I’ll be in heaven.
What about you? Heels or sneakers? Cowboy boots or hiking boots? Does it matter?
March 14th, 2007
I’m not technically supposed to be ‘on stage’ until the weekend, so let’s just start the weekend early, shall we?
What’s the big deal about designer labels? I’m not talking about the high prices. If something is exactly what you want, the quality is good, the right color and style, particularly suits your needs, etc. – if its right and you have the money go ahead and get it. But what’s the big deal about whose name is on it? Would it be any less the perfect handbag or pair of shoes if the label wasn’t recognizable?
There’s this kind of fish, a type of puffer fish, called fugu which is apparently extremely toxic unless it is fixed a very specific way in which case its a great delicacy. Who figured out what the right way was and, more to the point, why? How did they know they finally got it right, experiment? “Oops, there goes another customer. Back to the drawing board.”
That woman in the Bathfitters commercial (Do you get this commercial? This woman walks into her bathroom and pulls back the shower curtain only to discover that her tub is covered in grime and mold, really and truly filthy. And she’s shocked. Apparently she never noticed before): what happens when her bathtub gets filthy again? Does she just keep buying new ones? I mean, she never cleaned it before, why would she start now?
Has anyone every been enticed to buy a particular perfume based on those scented cards stuck in magazines? Have you ever decided against buying the magazine because of them?
Does Bob have a middle name? If so, what is it?
Do you realize that every culture on the planet has figured out how to make alcoholic beverages from something? I mean even from things like rice and potatoes. Why?
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P.S. after making fun of my pansies, you guys probably don’t deserve this … but here’s a snap of Cerise and her friends anyway. 
Yes today was the day I took my cousin’s family to see the National Zoo.
And no trip to the National Zoo is complete if you don’t have photos of …
PANDAS! Baby on the left and Mama on the right.
January 12th, 2007
I couldn’t remember whether we had a tagline or not. Changed the blog name, but that’s about it. I’m going to leave the rest of the design up to you. Delete or change this post when you can so that I know you got in okay.
Edited to add all categories so that we quit getting the error when choosing a caategory from the sidebar. - Bryan
September 20th, 2006
