today we went out and got the boy a guitar and he will soon start taking lessons. it's an electric guitar. yes, we have lost our fucking minds. a guitar and a viola in the same house. i really might have to start taking medication.
after that we went to the mall. we do not go to the mall. seriously, in the last 11 years (since the girl was born) we might have been in a mall maybe 5 times. i hate malls. i never got into the whole mall thing (perhaps because i didn't live in the states when this retail phenom started and because shopping really isn't my thing). we went because the girl is the exact opposite of me---loves shopping and, though she's only been in one a handful of times, she thinks malls are cool. i think this is because her friends are mall rats and she thinks she should be one too.
this mall trip was a perfect example of how the girl is on the life fence. what shops did she want to visit? build a bear and abercrombie. i think she assumed we (the parental units aka pocketbook) were going to buy her a build a bear. uh, fuck no. then we ventured into abercrombie. hooookayyy. i have to admit, i've never been in one of those stores. hello, perfume much? i'm all for ambiance and love some good smelling stores but seriously? i think they pipe in the abercrombie scent in (and yes, there is such a thing). it's dark, like a swanky, romantic, candle lit restaurant. you're greeted by a huge, i'm talking mural size, black and white shot of a hot young torso. yeah, just what my 11 year old girl needs to see. we walk through the store and i start checking price tags. i knew they were pricey but really? $20 for a freaking short sleeve polo shirt? for what? the moose on the front? really? dear lord. i just can't bring myself to pay that for a polo. the girl so wants something from that store.
after that store she found a kiosk that had flip flops. not just any flip flops but rainbow flip flops (that's the brand). flip flops---$48! they're flip fucking flops! who the fuck is buying this stuff for their kids??? i'm sorry, even if we were rolling in the dough i just don't know that i could spend the money on things like that. am i wrong?
i know i wanted jordache jeans and vans and izods when i was in high school (never paid attention to that stuff in middle school) but i also didn't get those things and i survived. but man---kids (at least mine) totally know how to make you feel so guilty when they don't get the things they want. i'm toying w/ the idea of getting her something from abercrombie (on sale) for christmas. oh, and what else? she wants a vera bradley purse. holy shit.
i've told her on some of these things that if she wants to save half i'll pay the other half. uh, yeah, right. once she gets enough money in her pocket she's searching for the newest web kinz.