DAY 99: Still Thriftin’.

Me thinks I’ll be taking two suitcases back to NY with me this year. Usually I do all of my Christmas shopping in NY, which means that there is extra room in my suitcase for my return trip. But this year, since I didn’t do any shopping beforehand and I just stuffed my suitcase full (to the brim!) of dirty laundry, such will not be the case.

Not helping my predicament is the fact that I told my family I wanted acoutremonts for my kitchen this year, and instead of getting giftcards to Bed, Bath & Beyond like I suggested, they went ahead and bought me actual stuff for my kitchen. Now, don’t get me wrong, I like the surprise of presents much more than a giftcard, but come on guys, keep it small! How am I supposed to fit a Magic Bullet in my suitcase? (P.S. Don’t you just love that I got a “As Seen On TV” gift?)

But really, in all honesty, I know I don’t have anyone to blame but myself. I keep buying shit. Like today, when I went to Target with Kater and I bought new whisk and a vegetable brush… because I obviously couldn’t wait and buy those back in NY.

And of course, on top of that, I went thrifting again. Here are the damages:

1.

I like these urns because I can trick people into believing that someone’s ashes are in them. I think the emerald one will be fore Pablo, my deceased Latin lover who was living a healthy HIV+ lifestyle… until he got run over by a meat truck full of cold cuts. The tin one will be for Mitsy, our Pomeranian who I had to put to sleep because she reminded me too much of life with Pablo.

2.

I love these cups! I can’t wait until it’s summertime and Jeffrey and I can sit out on our back patio and drink mojitos out of these until the sun sets and we get so drunk that we pass out and our arms go limp and it doesn’t matter that the cup drops out of our hands and onto the cement because they’re plastic!

3.

I absolutely have no place for these in my apartment, but they were a dollar each so naturally, I couldn’t pass them up. ONE DOLLAR!

4.

In an attempt to replace the gay unicorn that I found the last time I came home (who unfortunately broke in my luggage on my way back to NY), I bought these fancy little fellows. They’re definitely homosexual… but still, in my heart of hearts, I know that nothing will ever top the fagginess of this guy. (R.I.P.)