Well hello lovely followers and welcome to my 100th post!
Yup, you read that right... 100!!!
I had started this blog as a way to express myself after over a year of reading them. Not once have I felt any regret about starting 90 Percent Blonde. I have met some wonderful people along the way and sometimes I can't even imagine my life without this little blog of mine. So here we go, number 100...
"Hi, my name is Sarah and I'm addicted to shopping at Target"
*in unison* "Hi Sarah"
Yes, that is right. I am addicted to shopping at Target. I go there about 2-3 times a week and buy something almost every time. The one time when I didn't go for a full week - and my dad knew - he told me Target called wanting to make sure I was ok. He also busts my chops and asks when they are giving me my own parking space (which I wish they did that way I wouldn't lose my car... that's a whole 'nother story though)
There was the time this happened... January 6th to be exact...
A normal person's first thought would have been "Oh my gosh, I hope the driver's ok"
My first thought? "Oh my gosh, A TARGET TRUCK!!! What if it was on its way here?!? What sales will I miss out on???" Then I thought about the guy.
Priorities = wrong!
I've even gotten stuff I won't need for a long time!
|Don't you love that face I made. Not only was a super tired, in pain, |
and without any make up at all but can you say botox!
Ummm, a maternity shirt?!?
I thought it was a normal shirt - which I found in the womans section, not maternity - until I wore it and it didn't fit right. Whoops.
Occassionally, I play around while there...
|Luckily, I've never been kicked out yet.|
And I have gotten phone calls before from family members asking what the cost of something would be at Target and where it would be found in the store. Target needs to start paying me!
|Pretty confident this was written about me|
Who else will I be seeing at Shoppers Annonymous? And don't lie!