Costco.

Day 20.  National Blog Posting Month.

Costco.

Ever go to Costco, or a store like it, planning on getting a few items, only to leave the store with a pile of shit that you didn’t really need?

No?

You lie!

Husband and I went to Costco this morning for some essentials – dish soap, laundry soap, paper towels, toilet paper.  It’s always so dangerous walking into that store. They lure you in with those giant television screens – husband was thrilled to see an 80″ flat screen.  Jesus!  80″!!

“Keep walking,” I said.

And in the same breath, “Ooh, microwaves!”

The microwave we have I have owned since 1997, at least.  My parents bought it for me when I moved out.  It still works, but it takes extraordinarily long to warm something up.  Any other microwave will warm up milk in about 30 seconds, ours takes over a minute.   I don’t even want to think about how bad that might be. Anyway, we’ve been considering getting a microwave for a while but never made the purchase, despite seeing many (at Wal-Mart, Home Depot, FutureShop).  The price was right, our cart was empty, so why the hell not?

Wait .. it gets better.

A few months ago, husband saw a Barbie Doll in a pink VW beetle.  He thought about buying it for her birthday or Christmas.  Needless to say, he was delighted when it was still there for sale, a little bit cheaper than he’d seen previously.  Her birthday is this weekend, so of course, he put it in the cart.  (Did I mention we just went to Toys ‘r’ Us and bought her a few presents?) Honestly though, she’s been asking for Barbie for about a year and we always play the “purple punch buggy, no punchbacks!” game, so of course it was a no-brainer.

Don’t worry, I am not going to give you a blow-by-blow of what we got.  Instead, a picture (or three!)

Ah… Costco.

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