i don't need any more shit
but holy hell, am i excited at the thought of getting a dyson vacuum cleaner. now that i know i can get stuff simply by getting married, i don't know if i can wait that long. i guess we just can't vacuum till may. why bother?
it's true, though. we have a lot of crap. we both have cool moms with good taste who like to "stock up" on things when they are on sale. picture coals and newcastle. and they keep stocking up, so some things have to wind up somewhere...so i came out of the womb with placesettings and a complete set of dinnerware. and we don't even live in a house; we only have a paltry 1000 ft^2 to house all this donated opulence. i'm honestly not complaining now. it's nice to be surrounded by the trappings of adulthood, even if i have to dust it all.
but it makes creating a registry a difficult thing. i'm not some trailer-shack barbie whose 17 year old fantasy is a matching dishwasher-safe plastic margarita glass and pitcher set; nor am i some urban actuary with corporate dinner guests to entertain (napkin rings? bitch, please). had we a garage, we would seriously try to register for autoparts. maybe it's a good thing we don't.
and can it be true? i'm registering at sears to get nifty appliances on the cheap, but i think we don't need to hit up anymore craftsman merchandise? how can we possibly have enough tools? i never thought this day would come. it's sort of depressing. having enough tools is a state of being i did not think was achievable.
but am i really supposed to register at pottery barn and ask my loyal friends to buy me a $129 vase of unremarkable decor? i fucking hope not. i couldn't find a single thing there i'd want to have, even if i didn't pay for it myself.
the only unreasonably pricey item i'd love to ask for, but won't out of sheer utilitarianism, is the DKNY urban garden duvet cover i've salivated over since i was 18. $300 for something guaranteed to stain and rip and fade in the wash? i want to be able to keep doing my homework in bed.
in sharpie.
it's true, though. we have a lot of crap. we both have cool moms with good taste who like to "stock up" on things when they are on sale. picture coals and newcastle. and they keep stocking up, so some things have to wind up somewhere...so i came out of the womb with placesettings and a complete set of dinnerware. and we don't even live in a house; we only have a paltry 1000 ft^2 to house all this donated opulence. i'm honestly not complaining now. it's nice to be surrounded by the trappings of adulthood, even if i have to dust it all.
but it makes creating a registry a difficult thing. i'm not some trailer-shack barbie whose 17 year old fantasy is a matching dishwasher-safe plastic margarita glass and pitcher set; nor am i some urban actuary with corporate dinner guests to entertain (napkin rings? bitch, please). had we a garage, we would seriously try to register for autoparts. maybe it's a good thing we don't.
and can it be true? i'm registering at sears to get nifty appliances on the cheap, but i think we don't need to hit up anymore craftsman merchandise? how can we possibly have enough tools? i never thought this day would come. it's sort of depressing. having enough tools is a state of being i did not think was achievable.
but am i really supposed to register at pottery barn and ask my loyal friends to buy me a $129 vase of unremarkable decor? i fucking hope not. i couldn't find a single thing there i'd want to have, even if i didn't pay for it myself.
the only unreasonably pricey item i'd love to ask for, but won't out of sheer utilitarianism, is the DKNY urban garden duvet cover i've salivated over since i was 18. $300 for something guaranteed to stain and rip and fade in the wash? i want to be able to keep doing my homework in bed.
in sharpie.
posted by sabominator @ 3:04 PM
2 Comments:
At 12:23 PM,
Christine said…
I know how you're feeling. I'm already being bugged to start registering - and we just got engaged! Kris and I were thinking about what to even register for anyway, and we could only think of like 2 things - a mixer and some new pillows. Maybe we can share ideas? ;)
At 9:45 AM,
terr said…
i registered at sears for a drill set, dyson vacuum, a little hand-held vacuum, a new water heater, and some other stuff... i got the vacuum (i love my dyson), the little vacuum, and the drill set, but no one wanted to buy me the water heater.... i'm like "helloooo people, i'll think of you every time i take a hot shower. it's like the greatest gift EVER." so all i'm saying is, register for lots and somehow we need to come up with a good way to remind people that even though the gift may not be pretty and something we show off to all of our friends, if it makes my life easier and more wonderful, then it's a great gift.
i also registered at pottery barn for some cute little chinese-looking bar stools and all of my flatware -- the flatware scratched the moment you took the soft side of a sponge to it (i guess it's only for those of you with dishwashers)... so before you register for lots of something, buy it first and try it out (and then return it), or do what we did after the trips to the mall got annoying -- take the sponge to the mall with you and just go around scratching up everyone's flatware. that was fun.
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