Saturday, March 26, 2011

Houston, We Have A Problem

Well, I have a problem, at least.  I'm addicted to writing implements.  Ever since I was a kid, I've collected journals, notebooks, pens and the like.  Funny thing is, once I buy them, I don't want to use them.  I have so many books with just a few pages --if any-- written in them.  Yet I am constantly buying more.  They are my crack.

I've barely begun writing in my fake leather journal with the ribbon marker that I bought last July, when what did I spy at Wal-Mart last evening. 


And I just had to have it. I didn't care that I had stacks and stacks of notebook/journals. I didn't care how much it cost. I had to have it. So, it came home with me. I still haven't even taken the paper band off of it, but it's mine, mine I tell you! Mine!!  My own.  My Precious....

And of course, I had to buy some new pens worthy of a fake leather journal with a magnetic clasp.


Even though I have packs and packs of pens that I haven't even opened yet.  I think I have a problem...

But before I check myself into journal addiction rehab, let me show you what else I bought.


Wait, what? How did that picture get in there? Shhh, nobody was supposed to see those.

Ahem...

Isn't this just the cutest thing?  It's supposed to be an Easter basket.  


So, naturally, I had to find appropriate eggs to go in it.


And the ever traditional Easter classic, Peeps.


My mammaw always bought us Peeps at Easter, and though I don't really like them, I always ate them. Mammaw has been gone for long years now, but every Easter, I buy at least one package of Peeps, because they make me think of her.

Besides, they do cool things when you put them in the microwave...

4 comments:

Kristen said...

Love the basket! And my mom has the same obsession, only with spiral notebooks (much cheaper).

Becky said...

Oh, I have stacks and stacks of spiral bound notebooks, too!

Sus said...

I used to do that, but then I started moving somewhat frequently. Lugging stuff across the country (and paying for the privilege) broke me of it pretty quickly. Although the yarn stash continues to grow... :)

Becky said...

Yeah, I had a lot less stuff when I was in the Navy and moved often. After I'd lived in the same house for 11 years, I was shocked at how much I'd accumulated.

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