We went shopping today. Our first stop was a thrift shop (WHICH I've become addicted to. Who knew you get so much cool stuff for so cheap?! Don't answer that.) Anyway, we were supposed to be looking for end tables. We found none, but I did find a trunk similar to the one I have that I pointed out to my sister (because she is mad jealous of my trunk). She snatched it up and plans on painting it black.
I, on the other hand, was fairly bored until I turned a corner and looked to my left and there, sitting perfectly at eye level were the most epic bookends I have ever seen. They were in the shape of dragon heads guys! I wanted them. And needed them, as I don't have bookends, but I do have a lot of books. The only real obstacle was obtaining the funding for them. I'm scraping by with less than $20 left in my account. The bookends, while awesome, are also not necessary, so I couldn't justify the purchase.
Mom?! *pleading eyes*
No! Those are awful!
Please... *PLEADING EYES*
No, they are ugly.
*sadface*
I did not get the bookends. YET.
After the thrift store, we went to the furniture store so mom could pick out new furniture to match the (BEST EVER IT'S AWESOME AND COZY AND SOFT) rug she just got. She picked out two chairs and a coffee table. So, while she was riding on her high over finding furniture she loves for cheaper than she'd expected, I asked again.
Are you SURE I can't have the bookends?
*sigh* Fine, but I'm not going in to get them.
*elated* You don't have to!
We pulled back up in front of the shop, I marched in purposefully and took hold of the Dragons that would be mine. I paid, and on the way to the car, Victor and Steven told me their names. I DID name my bookends. Judge me, I don't care. I have dragon bookends.
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