I was wrong.
But let me back up.
See, Target was getting a Lilly Pulitzer collection. I love the retro look and colors so I wanted to get a few items for Natalie. Maybe for me too, if I didn't look scary in it. They had matching mother and daughter sets and I figured this might be the only time Natalie would allow me to dress like her.
I pictured having a leisurely morning with her as we shopped. We'd gather some items, go to the changing rooms, and try stuff on. Then we'd have lunch.
This is what happened:
I woke up and saw on my Facebook feed that people were going NUTS over the Lilly Pulitzer collection. People were waiting in LINES for Target to open. People were then running into the store, grabbing all the clothes, and stuffing it into their carts.
I was like, "But what about my leisurely morning?" Then I told Natalie to put on her pants because we had to GO.
This was what was left for the Lilly Pulitzer collection at my Target:
Another woman rushed up beside me and was all, "This is it?"
"I think so," I answered.
"I thought people in Oklahoma didn't care about clothes!" she yelped.
"I thought that too!" I replied.
I managed to find two things for Natalie. Nothing for me. The only sizes they had were XS, and my gut wouldn't even squeeze into XS, I assure you, and XL, which would only work during my period weeks.
I was miffed though.
"eBayers!" I seethed, scaring another shopper. Her eyes went wide and she backed away.
When I went to check out I asked the cashier if the store was swarmed this morning like I had seen being reported at other stores.
"Oh yes," she said. "It was crazy. There were lines of people. They grabbed handfuls and stuck them in their carts. Unfortunately Target didn't have a limit on how much they could buy."
"That enrages me," I said honestly.
"Me too. It doesn't seem right," the cashier agreed.
I went home to see if I could buy some pieces online at Target.com, but nope, all sold out.
I hope all you eBayers have Karma bite you in the ass. Seriously. Shame on all of you. You are all the pus that infects the mucous, that cruds up the fungus, that feeds on the pond scum. Yes, that was from My Best Friend's Wedding, but it applies to this situation.
Basically? You all suck. I hope no one buys all the stuff you bought. Shame on all of you.
Anyway. This is what we ended up with. Both pieces are size M and too large, but she can wear them next year. (If anyone has size smalls available, let me know. I'll only pay the original cost though. Don't add more to it. That's crap.)