Houston, we have a problem! I'd very much like you all to send a picture of me to all of the local places that sell cards with a note: do not let her shop! I'm so tired of buying cards. So tired of finding the perfect little something for each and every one of my friends. Hallmark, stop making awesome things! I should probably start a petition.Â Seriously. I'm done.
After Valentine's Day.
Why, you ask? I don't even know how to tell you this so, here's my attempt to tell my story in pictures...(someone queue the music)
I like these Blooming Expressions. They are pretty all year round and delivers a messageÂ of love and gratitude at the press of a button. And best of all, they won't die.
These Card Presenters are too adorable to pass up. How can I not pick the perfect little message for the frog princess? I'm pretty sure she'll love the outside more than the inside. And look at the little tic tac toe board!
Do I even have to say anything about this? I mean a puppy with a bow tie? It's everything!
Â Hallmark has been stalking me. How do I know this? Because they have managed to tie my book obsession with my card obsession! How adorable is this?!
And now for the coup de grace. I couldn't just give you an image of this because it would not do it justice. Check these out!
Now do you see the problem? Do you see why I have to stay out of these stores lest I run out of money to pay for my child's dance classes? I started making a list of all of the people who must get cards. Currently, my running tab is $2,678.22 (I have no idea where that $.22 came from by the way, let's just call it taxes).
I want to give a card to everyone in my Twitter timeline (hence the hefty price). But, seeing as I need to pay for such things as my car, school and groceries, I'm afraid I can't give the world my love through Hallmark.
But, I can give ONE of you aÂ Blooming Expressions and greetings gift pack! You're Welcome!
Disclosure: I was provided with products to review and drool over. All opinions, thoughts and emptying of saving accounts are purely my own.