Until the stars fall from the sky.

So, to those of you who know Steven and I, you know that we've lived together for quite a while. Whether or not you agree with that is not the issue, but it brought up a big problem when deciding what we'd like to put on our gift registry.

We were at a complete loss. The last 3 years we've accrued a lot of really nice things; Art, silverware, dishes, appliances, etc. So we decided that the easiest way to go about this is to just go to Target, get the scanner and go a little nuts.

Oh, were we wrong.

Upon our arrival the Target (I'd like it if in your head you pronounced that "Tar-jay") in Urbandale, we figured we'd find some cool stuff to fix our house up. For those of you who don't know, Steven and I were fortunate enough to stumble upon a really cool deal on a very nice house in West Des Moines. A physician I work with happened to have an extra house that no one was living in and had fallen into some.... disrepair. In return for fixing up the house, we get to live there. It's a great deal for us, since starting our married life out together in a 4 bedroom, 2 bathroom split foyer in Suburbia is a hell of a lot better then the 2 bedroom apartment we're currently sharing with a roommate that isn't our biggest fan. Long story short, we're going to have to put a lot of work into this house, so we figured we'd start with home improvements and work our way out. We quickly learned that Target is NOT a good place for that. 

So an hour and a half later, we pretty much have your typical items: An iron, some nice solar lights for the garden in the front, and some towels. 

As well as some things that will come in super handy: CITY Lego Police Academy, 2 Nerf guns, a Super-Soaker and an industrial size bag of Iams dog food. 

Our justification for these items is simple. If all married people do is sit around and iron, garden and shower, it's going to be a very boring life. What married people should do is take time to appreciate the quirks about each other. Like the fact that Steven is so anal that he will build a Lego city from the ground up following every meticulous instruction in the manual. What that says to me is that since I'm ridiculously unorganized, Steven will always be there to pick up the pieces I leave in a disheveled mess behind me, literally and figuratively. And since married couples are bound to have a fight or two, what's a better way to solve the issue then with a Nerf gun war? You may think talking it out is the best solution, but trust me, until you've pelted someone with a Nerf gun you have no idea how much healing power they hold. Though I can assure you all that the fine china we get (along with any other valuables) will be placed out of harms way prior to said battle.

Anywho. If you got anything out of this post, hopefully it's that we're registered at Target and there are things on the list that don't include any kind of plastic artillery. 


Thanks for reading.
With love,
Jana