Showing posts with label shopping. Show all posts
Showing posts with label shopping. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

shopping at the grocery store

Today I went to Safeway after work. This was quite unusual for me - because with the location of my apartment this year Safeway is no longer within walking distance. So today I took a detour after work to go shopping at Safeway. I made two exciting purchases:

1) I bought two haagen daaz! Yes two! That was because they were on sale 2 for $9.50. I bought one tub of Baileys and one of Mango sorbet. I was a little worried about the Bailey's, but I remember having it in Ireland and really liking it - so I bought some. Turns out - I don't like it. Not one little bit. Well there's $5 I will never get back. The Mango Sorbet however is lovely.

Luckily purchase number two was more successful.

2) I bought a potted mini-pine tree for $7. It is fabulous. It is too small to hang any ornaments on - instead it is currently on the top of my bookcase (although I may move it), next to my (sadly) small collection of Christmas cards. It's all very festive. And the mini-pine smells like pine which is lovely and it has a festive red ribbon tied to the top so I am now most definetly, slowly, starting to get into the Christmas spirit!

Monday, April 23, 2007

Today

Today my bank account grew by $150. This is because I returned a $80 pair of pants and a $70 shirt. I realize that I should probably try to focus on buying things I need and can afford. Oh well... no one is perfect.

Today I finally put all my art postcards from NY (and a few others) in my art postcard book. It's been a year and I finally got around to it. What I should have gotten around to today was furthering my packing (note the sound of me hyperventaliating).

Tonight I was reading "the things I know" blog (which is my favourite blog of those linked by members of Devin's family) and I realized that right now I suddenly don't feel compelled to know anything. I mean, I know the things I know, and there are lots of things I don't know. And for the last couple weeks, I haven't been that worried about the things I don't. It's a nice change.

Wednesday, April 04, 2007

life in victoria

victoria is a special city. very different from any other city in which I lived. why is Victoria different you ask?

1) spring in victoria brings with a certain smell. not the beautiful smell of flowers and blossoms. but the pugent smell of the manure that Victorians use to fertilize their lawns.
2) today while I as at the gym I glanced over next to me and saw a charming older man. I noticed him several moments later as he pushed his walker from one weight-machine to another. this is why I love my gym. it's the type of place where a man with a walker can go work out and feel comfortable.
3) when you want a shirt from espirt that they no longer have in your size - you have to leave the island to find it. unlike a CITY where you could simply go to another store that had different stock and pick up the shirt which you desired. here I have no recourse and will have to go through life without that shirt.

the weather, however, is fabulous!

Sunday, February 18, 2007

What's Goin' On...

1) My oldest friend (who I am no longer friends with) is getting married! She is the first of the people I went to grade school with (that I still get info about) to get married. I want to say "she is so young!" but she is not. She's not old. But engaged at 23, married at 24 is not too young.

2) The majority of people who wrote the midterm for the class I TA for did badly. So then I feel really badly - even though it is in no way my fault. If I was ever a teacher I would want everyone to do really well on everythig. which of course is not very practical. except for the kids that do not care at all about the class or about me or about doing well. In that case I still hope they do well, but I do not feel guilty if they don't.

3) The other day I was out shopping and the woman in the store pointed out a shirt to me that was made of soy. "Have you ever worn soy before?" she asked me. To which I replied in the negative - and sadly I also did not buy the shirt so I have still never worn soy. How 2004!

Saturday, December 30, 2006

yesterday

Yesterday I had a fabulous day.

1) went shopping with mom. Mom bought me clothes.
2) met my friend Tara. decided to go for lunch. as it was already 1:30 decided to get frozen yogurt to stave off pre-lunch hunger pains.
3) had lunch around 3 at a lovely little Thai restaurant. Only $8.
4) went to honest eds. I have never been there before. it's a toronto institution.
5) went out for coffee. split a piece of cheesecake and had some tea.
6) went shopping (well, browsing...)
7) had dinner (it's around 9pm now) at "fresh" a veggie restaurant. Only $9.
8) went out to a pub for some live music and pints
9) arrived home where Tara stayed the night
10) woke up and had orange juice, coffee, and banana bread with my parents and Tara
11) Tara left around 11am.

Seriously - A day filled with shopping, food, friends, and fun. All days should be so fabulous.

Happy New Years!

Thursday, November 16, 2006

To Whom It May Concern:

Dear Chequing Account,

I know that over the years we have had our ups and downs, and I know that this must be a scary time for you, what with it being only half-way through the month and already most of you is gone. However, I just want you to know that I really needed to buy that OPI nail polish yesterday. Needed. I don't expect you to understand. So you'll just have to trust me. And besides, November is only 30days long, so I'm sure we'll be fine.

Your (sometimes) friend,
Liz

Thursday, October 26, 2006

shopping

Today I bought:
1 Candle: $5
2 Daisy Magnets: ($1.30)
2 glasses: ($3.30)

Total: $11

Today what I wanted to buy:
1 Pair Timberland Boots: $200
1 Pair Brown Shoes: $190
1 Black Jacket: $150
1 Silver Necklace: $110
1 Jacob Black Skirt: $65

Total: $715

There are some things money can't buy, for everything else, you need money.

Saturday, July 22, 2006

on happiness

today I learned what is responsible for our happiness.

50% is our set line (i.e. what you are born with), 10% is life circumstances (wealth, where you live, job, etc.) and 40% is up to you. So it's in your control if you choose how happy you choose to be with that 40%. Now I don't really know how encouraging I find this. I mean - wouldn't it suck if you were born with a low "set line" because there is nothing you could do. So if you had a high set line you have the potential to be 100% happy. But if you are born with a lower set line, all you would ever be able to achieve was 70% happiness. And what if you love someone, a partner, friend, child who has a low set point. Imagine loving someone who doesn't have the potential to be as happy as you. That seems a little bit depressing to me. Now - who knows how accurate this is, or how people can know something like that (source montioring note: W5) - but I think that there is some truth to it. How often have you heard someone refer to a person, or a child, who is just a happy person, child etc. There are people who are justs predisposed to happiness.

And there are people who go to Jacob and find out that everything in the store is 30% this week and who use that to maximize that other 40%.

Sunday, June 04, 2006

On standing in line at Yorkdale.

Okay.

This is my latest brilliant thought (I know... there are so many it can be hard to keep track on them all... but try to keep up).

The other day I was standing in line at Sephora when I noticed a quite stylish young lady (18 or 19) in line behind me. After spending 3-4 seconds wishing that I was stylish something occured to me. Looking back on the past 20-some years of my life - there is not a single moment that when I reflect back I think "gosh, if only I had been more stylishly dressed that moment in my life would have been better"

It was not have made the amazing moments more amazing or the depressing moments less depressing. There are moments when I looked amazing and was horribly sad, and moments where I looked boring or dowdy where I was as happy as could be.

The moral of this story I feel to be fairly self-evident, and it's not really new or orginal - but I still felt it worth recounting because of how suprising yet obvious I found this revelation to be.