So... I am thinking about going shopping. I'm getting a rather sizable tax refund this year, so I have been having the most fun thinking about what all I could get.
I could put it all into getting my car all fixed. I could actually get the a/c fixed. I mean, it's been a couple few years since it worked, and now that my sister's kids ride in my car, I feel bad for them.
Or...
new jeans
new shoes
new skirts and clothes for church
new clothes for work (if I ever get a job again)
a new phone
a camera
more quilting fabric
LEGO Indiana Jones 2
LEGO Harry Potter
the entire run of Scrubs
contacts (it took me this long to remember that!)
a haircut
find all those movies online that I just can't find in the store
books
music
hmmm, what have I left out?
a new Diamondbacks jersey
other baseball souveniers, like shirts from other teams i like
another wii remote
or...
i could save it for a little while and enjoy the thrill of looking at my bank account with such a big amount of money in it.
or...
I could hold on to it and take one of my nieces to Disneyland. She's already suggested that she and I go.
or...
I could spend money on my family, take them out to dinner, buy things for the nieces and nephews.
or...
I could take a trip. Fly back east and see people. Drive to Utah and visit family. Drive to the beach and just sit and watch the ocean for a couple of days.
What fun things would you guys buy and/or do if you could?
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Saturday, April 10, 2010
I'm not really a stalker...
There's this guy. Well, I've talked about him before, but it doesn't matter, because I don't see him anymore. But I still think about him.
I mean it, I'm not a stalker.
I could be one. After all, I know where he lives. But he invited me over once. I found out that he actually lives within my current ward boundaries, which is just funny. But I resisted driving by the other day when I was right next to his neighborhood.
I know where he works, but he told me that. Well, no, just the district, and then I looked him up. But I don't go and look him up all the time.
And, ok, I know the names and ages of his children, but again, he told me that.
I did find him on Facebook, and I do occasionally check to see if he posts anything. But I don't call, I don't send messages.
I seriously need someone new to focus on so I can stop thinking about this guy.
'Cause I really don't want to become a stalker.
I mean it, I'm not a stalker.
I could be one. After all, I know where he lives. But he invited me over once. I found out that he actually lives within my current ward boundaries, which is just funny. But I resisted driving by the other day when I was right next to his neighborhood.
I know where he works, but he told me that. Well, no, just the district, and then I looked him up. But I don't go and look him up all the time.
And, ok, I know the names and ages of his children, but again, he told me that.
I did find him on Facebook, and I do occasionally check to see if he posts anything. But I don't call, I don't send messages.
I seriously need someone new to focus on so I can stop thinking about this guy.
'Cause I really don't want to become a stalker.
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