Targeted Therapy

After a morning of AGAIN sympathizing with those animals that eat their young, I was off to Target for some therapy.  Today therapy cost me a little under $100.
I got:
Valentines for the kids and their friends. I know we should make them ourselves but I just don't have the energy to nag my kids into making 25 each.
A bed skirt. FINALLY.  AND on sale. It irks me to may $60 for an over sized sheet...but at $19.99 I can handle it.
A t-shirt for Lulu- she actually already has this one but it has a big stain on it and she really likes it....plus it's only $4.
A throw blanket for Lulu that I think I will return because once opened the quality kinda bites.
Cute napkins that stimulate my napkin fetish.
Cute wrapping paper AND on clearance for a buck. Like I need MORE wrapping paper....Do I have a wrapping paper fetish too??? Something to consider.
2 Piggy Banks to try new bribing tactics with children.
Band aids- why can't I get bigger one to fix bigger things in my life? get a second box for the car because I am a mom who thinks ahead....sometimes.
Cleaning supplies- the "real" reason for going to Target. 

As usual I ran into someone I knew there.  Another mom out for some soul soothing.

Feeling like I wasn't quite therapized (is that even a word?) I went next door to Bed Bath and Beyond.
There I got a kiddy thermos for 50% off. We are ALWAYS losing the damn tops to those things. WHY can't I just buy the top?
ANOTHER bed skirt that looks JUST like the one I just got but its $10 cheaper.
and another one for a friend of mine who also has a Cali King bed and needs a skirt for it. They had JUST her color. I like getting stuff for friends. Can't really afford it but it makes me feel good and she really DOES need one because she literally has an over sized sheet as hers right now and no one likes a bed skirt that isn't tailored. At least I don't.

So then I went back to Target and returned the first bed skirt and thought maybe I should cruise into Ross, which is on the other side. This Ross is possibly the worst Ross ever. This is a GOOD place to go to really nip that shopping bug and send you home. So I take a stroll through there and leave disgusted with a throw blanket for Oliver because if Lulu gets one and he doesn't then I am right back to wanting to eat them again.