Yep, I've been told it was Valentine's Day on Thursday.
Neither
#1Hubby or I got the memo / imbibed via osmosis all the pink and red love hearty crap that has been plastered over every conceivable shopping
centre surface for the past few weeks.
While I may play the cynic, of course I would gush about the long stemmed roses, flaunt the sparkly jewellery, and talk up the bow-legged walk the morning after being whisked away to a hotel suite for a romantic night's lovin'.
But since that shit doesn't happen, AKA I have kids and a mortgage, I get to be all cynical and ingidnant about the consumerism that is Valentine's Day.
That's not to say I totally missed out.
I
did score an awesome selfie gift.
After dropping The Feral Threesome
at school, I made a mad dash for the shops to do a big fruit and veg
re-stock. I had very little time, as I was expecting a call from one of
my BlogHer sponsors...lest I sound unprofessional asking them to hold
while I stuffed another discout capsicum in my trolley.
So
I was mad-woman-walking (you know where you are half trotting, and
twitching a little bit, and throwing your head to the side occasionally
in order to get the hair out of your face? Yeah, that), and suddenly it happened.
I spotted
the most beautiful thing, right inside the shopping centre entrance.
It was sparkly.
It was shiny.
It was silver, with a little bit of white, and a hint of emerald.
It was shiny.
It was silver, with a little bit of white, and a hint of emerald.
My heart rate sky rocketed, such was the effect this shiny beauty had on me.
I simply had to have it.
It was love at first sight!
I grabbed it and ran, before anyone could stop me or try and claim it as their own.
I ran and didn't look back.
And it was a damn smooth run, as I dodged other shoppers and simultaneously marvelled at my beautiful score.
Feast your eyes on my Valentine:
A brand spanking new trolley.
No sideways lean.
No clunky wheel that makes you feel like you're going over a speed bump with every rotation.
No loose rattling kiddy seat.
Not a single dent, scratch or scrape.
Totally blinging and shiny.
Totally blinging and shiny.
Sigh....happy Valentine's Day to me.
I have NEVER seen a trolley as pretty and undefiled as that in my life. It's like a virgin sacrifice to the evils of consumerism. I hope you gave her a very kind and gentle introduction to the rest of her life.
ReplyDeleteIt is as funny in your blog post as it is was on your tweet !!!! I LOVE new trolleys - we don't get them that often but when we do, I know exactly how you feel !!!
ReplyDeleteHave a great week !
Me
I am so glad I am not the only person in the world who finds these little things in life exciting!!
ReplyDeleteI want one!
ReplyDeleteIt's so shiny! I'll trade you that for the Valentine's Day card I got. No? Okay.
ReplyDeleteOh wow, I am so glad it is not just me! Whenever our local shopping centre gets new trolleys I almost orgasm and immediately text all my friends living in the vicinity to "get down here quick! New trolleys!!!!!"
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