Back in August, I made a wishlist for my birthday because I knew people were going to ask me what I wanted. I didn’t add “cute monkey hat” to the list because I’d already gotten one (thanks Mrs Z!) that very night, so the rest went like this:
Electric Drill (I didn’t specify, but the exact one I wanted was a cordless dewalt 18 volt)
Amazon gift cards for my growing kindle obsession. (Since this summer I’ve literally read at least 20 books. Don’t judge me.)
New Shoes! (I knew I was going to need big girl shoes for my big girl job. Turns out they don’t let you counsel barefoot)
Then as I got settled into the house I realized I also wanted 3M hooks (they are expensive little devils), canvases (i painted something for a project and remembered the magic of a blank canvas) and some fun fabric to make reuseable snack bags. (which, of course la familia got for me!)
And this, ladeez and gents, is how it went down:
I had to get new jeans for choir because my old ones ripped right up the crotch and when you repair jeans, there is always a strange stiffness at the repair site. You know where you don’t want a strange stiffness? EX.ACT.LY. So I went to The Goodwill (classy) and got two new pair cause I’m a big spender. One pair of Banana Republic widelegs, one pair of Levi’s who-knows-what-fit, $18 (total) and the re-emergence of my bottom (i haven’t had “fitted” jeans since….2007?) later and boomtown, birthday wish accomplished (Thanks, choir, for making me wear jeans. I would N.E.V.E.R. have just up and bought them cause I wanted them.)
The Rx sunglasses I have yet to order because I cannot remember to bring my rx anywhere that I have interweb (still not hooked up at my home – which is great cause it will make us SO happy when it is there!). But I went to zennioptical.com and picked out the frames and lenses I want and it looks like it will be a grand total of $20, with shipping, to get those bad boys on my face! I know , I didn’t really “get” them for my birthday, but I did pull some last-minute babysitting together (I’m not really babysitting anymore but…I wanted birthday monies! And it was an emergency so I was helping out the families too!) so now I feel confident buying them and not like I’m frivolously spending grocery money.
Buuuuuuuut, it’s $150 so don’t buy it. The artist deserves that much but…yo, most of the peeps I know spend their “expendable” income on charity so $150 for a guitar strap is…. well, out of the league of reasonable. However is someone has a vintage leather hand-tooled leather strap with roses, etc, that’s just lying around I will take that baby off yo hands!
Ahem. New shoes: HOLY MOTHER (i mean, father) I got some new shoes. I’d been wanting Kardashian heels for a while now (which shows me that times-are-a-changin’ cause there was a distinct period where I only wore flip flops- if i was forced to wear shoes at all. I even went barefoot to class. Whatever. You wish you were this unaware of your ridiculosity.) but, as you may see the pattern I DONT JUST GO OFF AND GET THINGS CAUSE I WANT THEM. It’s actually a strength and keeps me out of debt. So boo-yah. But I kid you not, EVERY pair of shoes I had either a)was a pair of cheap ugly flip fops, b)BROKE or C) gave me blisters. And side – I have feet tattoos. HOMIE DON’T PLAY when it comes to scars on my feet cause I don’t want things distracting from my art. And yes, my tattoos are art. I designed them and got them ON PURPOSE FOR A REASON and scars JACK with that aesthetic. Okay. Talons put away, moving on. So, I looked quite a fright or felt quite a fright, depending on which feet coverings I chose. UNTIL I stopped by Ross and found THREE pairs of perfecto heels, for a total of $56. Then I texted my daddy since at the funeral last month he asked me what I wanted….and that will turn into its own post but long story short, I gots me new birfday/big girl shoes. And now I’m like 6 feet tall. Fear my height. Fear the cute-a-boo leopard print heels that got me there. But don’t hate me cause I’m trendy. (I’m Olsen pouting right now. oh.the.trend)
The gift cards didn’t happen, but I did 1)discover the ILLIAD feature at the library, 2)download a bunch of free nonsense on my kindle and 3)start school so there is less reading for pleasure going on. Like maybe 10% less. (addict? maybe. joking! kinda….)
and BOOM DIGGIDY I got the exact drill I wanted except (wait for it) It even came with the charger and TWO batteries!! THANKS MAMA!!! (Yes. My mother got me a pair of blingy earrings and a cordless drill. PERFECTION!)
Anyway, since some silly geese asked (aka since I’m SOOOOOOO loved!) Here is some other stuff you may get me and be assured that I actually want:
- new mascara. the kind that doesn’t have a plastic brush. cause that crap hurts and i don’t want pretty eyes that bad
- felt tip pens. can never get enough. (papermate flair, to be exact)
- marshalls/ross/amazon or HEB giftcards