Target Birthday

I am a lot of things: wife, mother, short, daughter, gorgeous, sister, etc, but one thing I try very hard not to be is boring. Yeah, sometimes my blog posts about trying to lose weight are duller than a dirty penny, but in real life I think I'm pretty fun. At least, I try to be.

I'm not sure if any of you heard, but my birthday is tomorrow, June 27th. I'm taking the day off of work, so my coworkers asked me when I wanted to have my celebratory birthday lunch. When it's someone's birthday around here, we let that person pick wherever they want to go to celebrate. We couldn't go to lunch today because there is an event going on, so it was yesterday.

I wanted to do something completely different for my lunch. I thought about it for a while, and made my decision. I think the email I sent out to my coworkers this past Monday explains it the best:

Wednesday is the day to celebrate. In our troubling economic times, I didn’t want to do anything expensive that would break the bank. Since we have to use gas, I thought it might be helpful to have my birthday celebration somewhere we could all multi-task. That place, dear friendworkers (because we’re more than just coworkers), is Target. Why Target? Because it has a Starbucks and Pizza Hut. Because is has electronics, groceries, shoes, and dog bones. Because it has EVERYTHING. Did you know Target has wine? Because this Target sells wine and I can’t get over it. Wine! In a Target! So, Wednesday, bring your grocery list and an appetite for shitty Pizza Hut pizza, and carpool on over to the Target in the Galleria. We’ll roll at 12 noon. Everyone is invited.

(I feel it is important at this point to tell you that my husband is probably mortified that I'm sharing this story. He doesn't understand Target. Oh, how I have tried. He loves everything I have bought him from there. He just doesn't GET the sheer AWESOMENESS that is Target. I think it has something to do with his mother.)

My friendworkers, either because they are totally used to me and my weirdness OR because they are on the Target Train, thought this was a fun idea. So yesterday we piled into some cars and hit the Target hard. I was pretty excited about getting some Pizza Hut, but when it was my turn at the counter, I was swayed by the promise of broccoli cheddar soup (my favorite), so I ordered that, some bread sticks, and an orange icee. Man, seeing that in writing makes it sound pretty disgusting. It wasn't. It was awesome.

My friendworkers all got varying meals, but none were as stoked as Rage:

He was so happy about his wieners. And yes, I made everyone pose with their food for a picture.

After we ate, we wandered the store. This Target really does have it all. I just wish we'd had more time! Someday, I will set aside an entire afternoon to wander all three stories of this glorious abode. Everyone got their errands done. I bought baby clothes and formula, N bought bathing suits, C bought cards, A bought shaving cream, etc. A very successful birthday lunch, if I do say so myself.

So if you read this whole thing, you probably think I am weird or fun. Either one is cool with me, as long as you don't think I'm boring! And just wait until you see the circus I have in store for my birthday celebration on Saturday.