Shopping orgy. That’s the only thing I think I can call this weekend. We were both paid and found ourselves a bit antsy to save our money for the trip. See, when we came back from Disney in June SharkBoy was walking a strike line and I was idle from working a 4 day work week. Needless to say the bills came first and personal shopping dropped off sharply. When we came out on the other side of this crappy recession and decided to take the cruise, we still weren’t all that cash happy at the time (but we knew we could budget in time for the departure). In all, our lack of shopping has been a capitalist’s nightmare for us for the last 7 months – we even made most of our Xmas gifts (Which was nice and fun, but nothing beats a new PS3 cartridge over a lovingly hand drawn card).

Friday we had spent the entire day emailing each other back and forth, justifying stuff we needed for the cruise. It was like a bubble burst. We met up after work and started to shop… and shop… and shop… all in the name of the cruise. Followers saw the shorts I got yesterday. Included in the shopping melee were dress shirts (three for me, two for SharkBoy), three ties, summer weight dress pants on supersale at Winners, fall coats (we need them to go from New Jersey’s February climate to the Caribbean within 24 hrs), underwear (I got some “fancy” ones. Stay tuned), Florsheim shoes (SharkBoy’s first pair! We’re going to bronze them later), Olympic mittens (Go Canada!) and a belt for SharkBoy. Sunday night we returned home and collapsed, just like that ad with the catchy tune for debt management (sans eviction notice, thankfully).

As we were walking home, SharkBoy spies this in the window of a store. It was in my bag in seconds. It felt good to just wander and buy. Haven’t done that in yonks!

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