I can't go into a Hallmark store without getting weepy.
I stand around reading all that sentimental crap and start thinking, "Oh MY GOD, that is so true, I love them SO MUCH!" Then I pick up something with a bible verse and get over myself: nothing like some Leviticus to get you over your mushies.
Yes, I am one of those people who spends thirty minutes standing in one spot trying to pick out the perfect card for whatever occassion. I'm not satisfied unless my eyes tear up to sniffle extremes.
I came out of Hallmark with seven cards--no 99 cent ones, either--and one of those card storage boxes they're selling in the commercial (you know, the one where the little boy is asking his mom if she has any "sorry" cards because he fucked up his brother's hair?)
This was actually a pretty good deal. For an additional $6.95 I have somewhere to put all my cards without them getting bent up before the occasion and three free cards to boot...and some coupons.
I love having new toys.
Posted by Tiffany at February 4, 2005 06:07 PMYou are too sweet. That's why I usually go for the funny cards. I look like total shit when I cry.
Posted by: Nanc' at February 4, 2005 08:57 PMThat's cute looking. I need one. I've sometimes spent forever finding the perfect card and then misplace it and find it a year later. Darn!
Posted by: Amanda at February 6, 2005 08:19 PMI fucking LOVE my Hallmark card organizer. I'm not into all the Hallmark crap so much, no singing snowmen or anything, but the box rocks.
Posted by: ensie at February 6, 2005 09:37 PMI'm a card-aholic. I buy them just for the hell of it. I'll be sure to swing by Hallmark to purchase one of those storage boxes. That's the cutest thing.
Posted by: MsThing at February 7, 2005 03:40 PM