I hate shopping.
Like I hate it more than a one legged man hates a butt kicking contest.
I hate looking. I hate trying to find something that will fit. I hate getting in and out of my hot car, traipsing into stores, only to find that I can't remember what I went in to get in the first place.
Even more than all of that, I hate registering. Because it's like shopping but not really since you're just putting things on a list so that people will buy it for you and drop it off on your doorstep.
I had to register for our wedding. It was a nightmare. Mostly because even at 29, I was in a magical world where I would totally use those fancy glasses when really I should have registered for a set of plastic beverage cups from a Houston Rockets game.
As a result, we did a lot of exchanging and in the three years since, have bought a set of plastic plates and cups that permanently reside on the top of our "fancy" dishes - because we're classy that way.
Plus, registering is intimidating. I mean, you don't want to be the girl who registers for 420 items all over $100. Then people think, "What a greedy, greedy little girl."
This morning at the urging of one of the girls who has been kind enough to offer to throw a baby shower, I signed up for my baby registry at Target.com.
I started to peruse the baby items. I think I added three to the registry before I gave up.
Good grief, but when a girl gets pregnant, she should automatically be assigned an older, wiser woman who has born like seventeen babies and knows exactly what you will need. And just as a bonus, can't she just do all the shopping/registering as well?
I have no idea what colors to buy. I don't know what fabrics are the best. I don't know if that car seat is going to automatically eject my child if I tap my breaks.
Most of all, isn't there someone who will tell me that since I live in hot, humid, southeast Texas, that it's ok for my baby to be semi-naked 99% of the time??
Because so far, that's the only plan I've got.
8 comments:
You are the best Erin! This is why I have decided that my showers are going to be diaper/gift card showers. I have been to a few and I thought to myself, "This is a great idea"! It takes all the guess work out of the equation.
Holy crap, that's the best idea I've ever heard of. I'm totally on board.
I'm sending an email telling you what you need...and what you don't need.
i told you i would go with you. what am i chopped liver?
No, Stephanie, not chopped liver. I just don't want to go at all. Because I'm apparently not a real girl...and all this shopping stuff is really getting to me. I haven't even started yet!
Erin, assuming you will be feeding the baby via your God-given "appendages," all you really need are diapers, wipes, a crib with whatever bedding makes you happy, a carseat, and onesies (lots of white onesies). Oh, except you know what you're having, so you can buy cute "color appropriate" onesies. And babies are meant to be half-naked... they are the only human beings who should show so much skin.
I'm with you. I hate shopping. And I love naked babies.
real girl yes. silly girl no. i am not a great fan of the shopping either anymore. we can go one day soon and reward ourselves with yummy gelato @ Raos!
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