Tuesday, February 22, 2011

In which consumerism makes me first-kiss giddy.

Under the cover of a dusky dawn, the cheetah stalks her prey. Clad in unassuming Ralph Lauren oxford and mom clogs, she blends in among the wares. Is that a towel display or the huntress poised to pounce on the 90% off Valentine's display of Target?

On the day after Valentine's Day, Harper and I stalked, but things were only 50% off. I resisted all but two throw pillows ($2.50 each) for Harper to play with on the floor & an oblong plastic-y striped tablecloth ($5.00) for crafts and finger paint.  Mostly, we planned our attack.

Yesterday afternoon, as Harper sat sneezing and snotty in a state only rectified by back-to-back episodes of Team Umizoomi, and Brandon toiled away next to her on a take-home test, I made my move.

I slipped out quietly and before either one needed a sippy cup refill or a sandwich missed me, I was home with these.  Ignore the awkward hand placement.  That's how I roll.


  1. Were they out of Valentine's themed dryer balls?

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  3. Holy crap, I must go to Target now!!!

  4. Great job! I just found your blog, and I'm following now. Happy Tuesday!