7 posts tagged “shopping”

I decided to reward myself with a bit of a splurge so I bought these.  I am working at the U of I Health Sciences Library for alternate spring break (an alternate to having a fun vacation or time off, that is).  If they arrive on time, the lure of cute shoes will definitely help. 

Shoes

I like Elsewares.  They support creative business practices, cottage businesses and vendors who are respectful of workers rights and the environment.  When you check out, you can choose out of several charities and they'll donate a portion of your purchase to the one you like best.

They also have really great stuff.  The other day I went on a mini-spree there.   It all started when I was reading the new Lucky and noticed the 25% off everything on the site (enter code: luckymag).  I ended up with kitchen towels from Art Goodies, a Wee Ninja because you never know when you'll need one, completely unnecessary but really cute salad plates from Working Class Studio and a Cycle of Violence t-shirt for Matt. 

It's good shopping and now that I gave you the discount code you have no reason not to do a little splugring of your own.  Enjoy!

Just a sample of what I've bought recently.  If you like a crisp grapefruit scent, I highly recommend Hesperides by Fresh.

If not, try this!  I saw it on display at  Whole Foods today. 

Bowel buddy

Online shopping tempts me so right now.  I am about to buy:

Dress

"I'm scary", says the caption on the t-shirt.

Because every girl needs a skirt with a tree on it, I bought this by Eve Gravel:

Skirt with tree

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Because my crazy boss decided that she didn't want us to work today, I again have time off.  I decided to get some shopping done. 

On the way to the car, I stepped in poo.  It was the kind of step where you feel your foot slide and you know that your foot has a bunch of shit on it. 

I scraped my nice boots off and found a little puddle of water to soak it a bit for extra help and got in the car.  A bit later, I smelled it again.  The evil Poo smell was somehow clinging to the boot.  I could not see poo so I carried on and figured I was just imagining.

I got to Anthropologie.  The poo smell came back!  I looked at the bottom of the boot and in the crevass there was MORE poo! I wanted to shop but I felt like others could smell me.  I then thought I should just confess to people that if they smelled poo, then it was just me.  What?  No, this was not a good idea.  I realized this and left. I wasn't too sad  as everything at Anthropologie sucked. 

I came back home, cleaned the poo and then went to walk the boys.  What did I do when I got outside?  I stepped in more crap.

Just call me the Poop Magnet..