Sunday, March 1, 2009
If you know me "in real life," you probably know that I'm a little bit in love with my Itzbeen. Ok, fine, I sort of live and die by what the Itzbeen says. I've got major mommy brain, and I blame that for my unnatural compulsion. It's just so... organized! and cute! and I don't have to think! Anyway...
The other day, one of the buttons went a little haywire but I could still use little Itzy... until yesterday. I changed Camden's diaper and went to push the button and the button wouldn't push. I panicked. We're talking about a nervous breakdown here, people. Because if I can't PUSH a button that says when I last changed the baby, or when he last ate, how will I know when to do these things AGAIN? and no, I'm not truly this stupid, but a constant time keeper really does help when the neurons just aren't firing like they used to!
So we hopped in the car after nap time, little Itzy in tow, and headed north to Tacoma... the location of the nearest Babies'R'Us. Thank goodness, they were willing to exchange little Itzy for a new Itzbeen. All I had to do was go and grab one from the shelf. and then all hell broke loose.
First of all, I maintain that the BRU employees are unnaturally stupid. Seriously. I've not had a successful, pleasant shopping trip to their store in ages. That's another post for another day, though, so let's just leave it with the fact that there wasn't a single Itzbeen to be found. By anyone. Believe me when I say I recruited *many* helpers.
Somehow, while I was searching the store, my Itzy magically turned into a merchandise credit for a future purchase, which is so not what I wanted (idiots) because now I don't have an Itzbeen to my name. and I feel lost. and yea, that's probably pathetic.
...and they took my batteries too. grr.