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Saturday at Target

I love Target. I haven’t been to a Wal-Mart in years. Literally. The last time I remember stepping into a Wal-Mart was my sophomore year of college. And this year is my 15th (!) college graduation reunion. So, yeah, been a while since I’ve done WallyWorld.

Anywho, I’m a Target gal. Well today I went to a different Target, just to keep it interesting, and have the challenge of shopping with a new store layout. Two things happened.

The first is not good — why do they insist on putting the womens size clothing next to maternity? Has no one ever noticed how insulting that is? Yes, I’m fat. Yes, my clothing requirements mean I have to get larger sizes. Yes, “they” insist on putting odd sizing (2X? Really? Like 2X is somehow better than 20? Big is still big.) and separating it from the “normal” clothes. But do they have to put it next to maternity? Fat does not equal pregnant except for the baby-on-board part. And don’t get me started on womens versus misses and that whole mess.

I tried to work up some righteous indignation and anger for activism on behalf of fat acceptance. Instead, I couldn’t seem to do more than sigh in weary resignation.

I hate that I’ve already been worn down by the system.

But then something kind of cute and funny happened later — at least I think so, not quite sure anymore — so I feel a little better about the whole womens / maternity thing.

While in Target, I grabbed up Lost Season 6 DVD, and was happily on my way out, when a nice looking guy with a little girl, probably around 4, stopped me and said, “hey, is that really the last season of Lost?”

I was all, “yes! So exciting!” and we got chatting about not being able to wait for the DVD on Netflix, the extra episode with Hurley, his wife will be so excited to know it is out, maybe he should go back and pick it up to surprise her, blah blah blah. Nothing flirty, just a nice little interaction with a stranger.

I start to walk away, and the little girl, who was listening the whole time, says “daddy, why are you talking to that lady? Who is she? Why are you talking to her? What are you talking about?” and just goes off about him talking to me. The kicker: “Daddy, you tell me I shouldn’t talk to strangers, so you shouldn’t be talking to strangers!”

Ha! 🙂

It was only later when I was putting my purchases on the belt thing to check out that I thought, “dude was totally checking out my cart to notice the DVD under my other stuff” and got a little bothered by it all.

I don’t think I’ve completely gotten used to the casual friendliness and sometimes nosiness that is inherent to the South after my 2-year sojourn in New York.

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My, It Has Been a While

So I’ve had some comments made about my lack of posting. Honestly, I didn’t think anyone but me would notice. I’ll work on writing more soon.

Yeah, I could start now, but I’m enjoying a lazy Sunday, have some scones in the oven, and a puppy running around half-crazed from lack of exercise and teething symptoms.

But at least it’s a new post, right? 😉

Internet Goodness

Between a new puppy and the usual stuff of life and work, I haven’t had much free time to do things like read, blog, or watch tv. However, I have found time to watch all the Old Spice commercials and internet marketing goodness.

If you don’t know what I’m talking about, check out the Old Spice YouTube channel and be prepared to waste a good amount of time smiling and laughing your butt off.

(Also, Isaiah Mustafa can be my man any old time, whatever he smells like. Yum!)

This morning, my buddy Megan sent me this:

Spoofing the Old Spice guy with a library theme? Y’all, that is pure internet goodness, and made my Friday morning. 🙂

Do I Change the Blog?

So my mom asked if I was going to change the photo at the top of the blog now that I have Boone.

I’m not sure how I feel about that.

Part of me thinks I should keep Trooper’s picture up in memory, but part of me also thinks I might need to move on.

What should I do?

Boone, Day 1

Some videos of Boone.

Introducing… BOONE!

I’ve been without a canine companion since I had to put Trooper to sleep last November. Just recently I started to feel that itch that I needed a dog, and started looking around at my options. Earlier today I found a dog — not exactly the dog I expected to find, and not what I thought I was looking for, but it just feels right.

Say hi to Boone.

Boone (formerly named Tyler) is a 4-month old Lab mix (looks like mostly Labrador retriever, with maybe some hound in there) that I found at the Nashville Humane Association.

An active puppy / teenager is hard to pin down for pictures and such, but I hope to have some more up soon.

Yep, be ready for all kinds of puppy stories.

We’re off to see the vet for a first checkup shortly, and I need some quality time with the internet to remind myself how to crate train, housebreaking techniques, and all the other important tips for having a well adjusted dog.

Wish me luck….

Dear Borders Bookstore,

I tried. Really, I tried — yet again — to buy something at your store. Even after you proved on multiple previous occasions that you just didn’t care about me, an avid book reader and purchaser.

Did you have the book I wanted — Magic Bleeds by Ilona Andrews — when I wanted it? No. Your online inventory said “likely in store” — lies!

I went to your store on West End Avenue in Nashville once again, hoping against hope that you would have the book, which was released only last Tuesday. I figured odds would be good that you’d have it. I mean, it’s a new release, and you tend to have those.

Apparently, you did have it, at some point — 3 copies of it, according to the nice worker that helped me. “That’s all we got in,” said Ms. Helpful Employee. “We can order it for you. Probably will be here next week.”

Probably?

Here’s the thing. It’s not like you’ve never heard of that author. You had multiple copies of her other books in the same series. I counted 3 Magic Bites, 2 Magic Burns, and 1 Magic Strikes (oh, and 2 On the Edge, another series) on the shelf in Sci Fi / Fantasy. I also saw 3 copies each of Bites and Burns on a cart to put out.

That’s great. I’m glad you carry her backlist. But what I really wanted was THE NEW BOOK. You know, the one just released that people might be looking for. You didn’t have it. You only had 3 copies and they had all been sold. But hey, you did offer to have me order it from you.

How about this, you order more than 3 copies to begin with and I’ll buy the book instead of having to compete and lose against 3 other readers.

Meanwhile, I’ll try to get over my seething anger at your incompetence as a bookseller, put back the four other books I’d picked up along the way as I searched your store high and low for Magic Bleeds, and place my order with Amazon.

Aaaaaaannnd my order with Amazon, using Prime shipping (lovely invention, that) is complete and practically at my door (delivery by Thursday, 3 June!). The best you could do was “sometime next week”.

Once again, MAJOR FAIL, Borders. Thanks for nothing.

Sincerely,

Tracy Shields
former happy and loyal customer