When it rains...

I love Target. In a recent post I mentioned that my fiancee and I bought (are in the process of buying) a new house. What I did not mention is that the house we are moving to is damn near walking distance to our favorite store. Right now we live a 15 minute drive from the store, but upon relocation we'll have a maximum of 5 minutes in the car.

Yesterday, my Fiancee, Polly received over 200$ in Target giftcards in addition to throngs of gifts from her coworkers at her first of several showers. This is a very fun time for the engaged couple. The women get to pick out china, linens, serving dishes, cooking utensils, etc. The list can go on and on. Men get to hold the scanner gun and shoot the UPCs at the local Bed Bath and Beyond. However, the advent of the online registry has taken some of that glory away from the guys. On our first visit to Target, Polly and I had a deal: She picked out what we wanted and I got to shoot the item with the scanner gun. Everyone was happy. Polly had control of what we got and I got to exercise my real-life, first-person shooter fantasies with the scanner as my weapon of choice. Then came http://www.Target.com/giftregistry. Now, my Fiancee checks the list at least twice a day to add new items. I have no scanner gun at home, she has an optical mouse that clicks items with deadly accuracy. Were talkin' frickin' laser beams you guys. Pottery Barn is another deal all together. There isn't a Pottery Barn for 150miles in any direction, therefore, no scanner gun for me. At least with Target I have a chance that we will go back someday to scan more gifts. I can't complain though, I am grateful that she keeps up with the things we want for our new house. Lord knows that if it was left up to me we'd end up with Ramen Noodles, an XBOX360, an oil can of Foster's in the fridge, and an egg crate in the corner of our bedroom.