I think Target is finally realizing that Americans have other options (named WalMart) when it comes to shopping for household cleaning products and the like.
First piece of evidence of their epiphany: I about died a couple of days ago when I received a coupon book from Target in the mail. While there were the typical horrible coupons (read: buy 7 tubes of toothpaste and save 57 cents), there were also some very valuable ones tucked into that nice little package. I cut them out, but as usual, I forgot them at home in the coupon drawer. (Everything has to have a place in the Burmeister household. Unfortunately, that place doesn't always make sense!)
So when I walked into Target and discovered a million bargains (the second piece of evidence), I felt it was my duty to pass along the great finding to others that may cut out those coupons and never, ever remember them! Let me tell you folks...I'm talking about 4 handsoaps for $2.00, 76 trashbags for $4.00, body wash that is normally $2.50 for 12 ounces was $1.50 for 18 ounces. I could go on, but check it out for yourself at your local Target! I now fully understand why Mom would always over buy with the rebate book at Walgreens. Watch out, world! I'm a bargain shopper!
Monday, July 14, 2008
Friggin' horrible HOA
Guess why I haven't been blogging at all lately?
Give up?
Because I've been too busy pulling four foot tall thistles and weeds out of neighborhood yards. The wonderful realtor that purchased six houses on our block for his own selfish, greedy investment is now foreclosing on them. This is after he rented them to absolute scumbag people that didn't give two shits what their yards looked like. So, last night when Jeremy and I went for a walk, a little piece of me freaked out!
I couldn't concentrate at work all day and kept thinking about the havoc I was going to wreak on those yards/weeds tonight. I pulled the car in the garage, not even bothering to unload all of my work stuff, my giant Target purchase (more about that later), or the bedspread that I had dry cleaned last week that has sat in my backseat since. I wheeled my giant trash can down the driveway, put on my gloves, sprayed on massive amounts of bug spray, and made my way four houses down the block as neighbors watched. A few of them tried to stop and talk. But folks, I had work to get done!
After an hour and a half and some help from Brett, our wonderful neighbor, the lawns look pretty decent! Granted, the grass is still a foot long and brown, but gone are the rotten weeds. For two weeks, that is! I'll be sure to keep you all posted, as I'm sure this is extremely intriuging! (I just read it to Jeremy and he had no response:()
Give up?
Because I've been too busy pulling four foot tall thistles and weeds out of neighborhood yards. The wonderful realtor that purchased six houses on our block for his own selfish, greedy investment is now foreclosing on them. This is after he rented them to absolute scumbag people that didn't give two shits what their yards looked like. So, last night when Jeremy and I went for a walk, a little piece of me freaked out!
I couldn't concentrate at work all day and kept thinking about the havoc I was going to wreak on those yards/weeds tonight. I pulled the car in the garage, not even bothering to unload all of my work stuff, my giant Target purchase (more about that later), or the bedspread that I had dry cleaned last week that has sat in my backseat since. I wheeled my giant trash can down the driveway, put on my gloves, sprayed on massive amounts of bug spray, and made my way four houses down the block as neighbors watched. A few of them tried to stop and talk. But folks, I had work to get done!
After an hour and a half and some help from Brett, our wonderful neighbor, the lawns look pretty decent! Granted, the grass is still a foot long and brown, but gone are the rotten weeds. For two weeks, that is! I'll be sure to keep you all posted, as I'm sure this is extremely intriuging! (I just read it to Jeremy and he had no response:()
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Nice Night
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Some sick day
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