Faye of Faye’s Fork recently blogged about her adventure at Costco. She loves Costco as much as I do. Her post reminded me of my very own Costco post that I had been neglecting to complete and post. Thanks, Faye! I hope you do that post 100% on Costco. I’m so glad I am not the only weirdo taking pics at Costco lol.
items for home, but mostly for their work. I’ve never seen anyone buy so much crap at once. And out of all that crap only about 10% were for our home, -foodwise, they’d buy: crapload of soda cans (which we kept in our garage but often found the neighborhood kids coming in and stealing, so we had to start locking it), the mini hamburgers that I used to love so much, those assorted Danish pastries in the cardboard box that we grew so tired of, candy bars (which attracted the neighborhood kids as well), Otter Pops, and a bunch of other things I can’t remember…and of course, all the other household items they needed.
Back then, my favorite part about going to Price Club was going to the toy section. It was no Toys ‘R Us, but I was a kid. The toy section of any store always got me excited. I remember buying an Easy-Bake-Oven at Price Club only to have it not work. I tried baking my first batch of chocolate chip cookies in the light bulb powered Easy-Bake-Oven. And it was a fail. The cookies had been in there for a pretty long time but nothing was happening. So my mom moved them over to the grown up oven to finish baking them. A short time later, viola! They were actually baked. It was made from a box, but still, it was my first time ever baking something, or actively contributing to baking something. It was thrilling. I was so proud of my first batch of cookies.
When my parents, siblings, and I used to make our weekly trips to Toys ‘R Us, the visits were for US (the kids), and us only. But when we went to Price Club with our parents, we were usually being dragged. The toy section was the only thing that I looked forward to about going there. And my parents would ALWAYS let me get a toy there. It was kind of them rewarding us for waiting patiently as they shopped.
I think I got my first pair of L.A. Gears at Price Club. How embarrassing! I really really wanted a pair like everyone else and wanted to get them at the mall, but my mom would tell me they’re the same shoes made by the same manufacturers. “So let’s get them while we’re already here”. Being 9-10, that didn’t matter to me. I wanted mine from the mall. But….there was nothing I can do. Mom got them for me at Price Club and they did look just like the ones I saw at the mall. It was my little secret. They looked pretty cool, with them double colored shoelaces in pink and black.
I did bring my wallet and all, but I thought I’d pick out a thing or two while I was there…on my parents, of course lol.
Hmm no nothing I really needed at the moment. Toiletries? Already had everything I needed at home too.
I found some running shoes for a decent price and I did need some new ones. But they did not have any in my size.
Parents were getting close to being done with shopping (in their two separate carts). They each get their own cart, go their separate ways, then meet at the line when they are done. I was running out of time, and I hadn’t picked out anything yet. And I felt like I just HAD to get something since I was already there. It would be a waste if I didn’t throw something in one of them carts.
I found myself looking at pans. That’s what I needed, a small medium sized pan (since I just threw mine out not long ago). I picked it up and threw it in my mom’s cart. Then she said, “eh…no. I’ve used that before. It’s no good. You can get better and cheaper ones at so and so”, she tells me. See what I meant by having the items I picked out needing to be mommy and daddy approved? Mommy wasn’t going to buy the pan for me! If I got my own cart, threw it in there, and paid with my own money, she would’ve still nagged, but nothing she could do then. But I was kind of in the mood to feel like a kid again that day. So I put the pan back. What a good girl I am, right? I continued browsing through the kitchen section.
So the immersion blender was the item I ended up getting. And that was a few weeks ago. I hadn’t even touched it since its purchase…until today that is!
I found myself craving a smoothie. I looked in my fridge to see what I had. Strawberries were what I was actually seeking, but had none of that. I found the next best thing, blueberries! I decided to make a blueberry something smoothie.