I went to UWO this morning for 1) an appointment 2) pick up my parking permit 3) pick up my text books

As you can see from the following photo - I've got everything I need for a successful summer:

Let's see.....I've got

• my textbooks
• my pink notebook
• my pink coffee mug
• my pink "Oprah" highlighter

Okay, so if you know me - well...even if you don't know me, but you've read this blog longer than a fortnight, you will know that one word describes me: CHEAP.  I don't mind spending money, I'm quite good at it, but OMG do I love a bargain.  I feel faint when I see "Clearance" signs; my car automatically brakes for yard sales; I've been elbow deep in Lord knows what at many a thrift store in search for a treasure.  It's very much a hobby for me - sorta like those whackjobs with the metal detectors wandering the park.  I have absolutely NO intelligent conversation beyond "what I got" and "what I paid" - - which gets boring fast. 

BUT - here's the exception to the rule - if there is something I want, I won't even look at the price.  For today's example, I must tell you that I have been searching for the "Oprah" highlighter over many weeks, and a couple of counties!  When I first saw it  (oh come on - click the link - you know you want to watch the video of Sophie the Post-it-note expert give her reading tips!) on her show, I KNEW I had to have one for my very own.

I had a couple of minutes to make a quick stop at Staples on Wonderland in London to do a Oprah Highlighter check on my way home from Western this morning. 

Sales Associate: Can I help you find anything?

Me: I'm looking for the Oprah highlighter.

Sales Associate: (walking a few yards up the aisle) Here you are. (hands me a card with three in the package)

ME: (beaming gratitude, barely restraining myself from bear hugging the poor kid) THAT'S IT!!! Thank you! Thank you! Oh, thank you!

Sales Associate: You would not BELIEVE how many people come in here asking for the "Oprah" highlighter....(shaking her head, silently "tsk-ing, and yet beating a hasty retreat before I try to indoctinate her into the Oprah cult)

Oh, yes. Yes, I would, child.  It was the second last package in the store.  I briefly thought of taking both packages, but decided double dipping on the Oprah Highlighters could probably qualify as an EIGHTH Deadly Sin. Walking away from the lure of the Post-it Siren would buy me some Karma.  Besides, I'd never open the second package.  I'd end up constructing a mini Oprah shrine somewhere in the house with the highlighters as a central piece on the altar, and that would just mean more dusting.  The candles could nullify my house insurance.

Next door to Staples is Michaels.  I toddled in - still drunk and giddy from the Highlighter purchase - to look for a small pair of sharp scissors for snipping threads to put in my busy bag. I wanted something small, lightweight, and covered ends so I wouldn't poke anything.  Plus, a reasonable price, so if I lost them, I wouldn't grieve too long.  Found the perfect thing.  Just a little over 4" long, and cute as a button:

I'm taking Baby Soldier to Windsor tomorrow to tour his college.  I'm NOT looking forward to the drive.  The 401 is soooooo boring.  I wonder if there are any quilt stores nearby?