Friday, August 31, 2007

I Am Sending This Tomorrow!!

I am writing this letter because I am hoping you can restore my faith in Target. I believe registering at any store should be a positive experience for the customer, because they are bringing money into the store, however, registering at Target was anything but positive.
In April, I signed up for your bridal registry at the Orem, UT Target. My fiance and I arrived at the store, and after wasting half an hour in the Customer Service line, were informed that “The kiosks are broken and we don’t know how to fix them.” We asked if they had a time frame of when they would be working again, and the only answer was “Just try back later, sorry.” A week later we did go back to the same store, and found the kiosks were working. We registered for our upcoming wedding, and left.
In July I returned to the Orem, UT Target to return a cartload of gifts. Again, I waited in line for over half an hour. When I was finally being helped, the girl asked if I had my printout. When I informed I did not, she told me that I needed to print out my list on the kiosk, and then get back in line. I did so, and spent another fifteen minutes in line. When I was finally being helped again, she asked to see my drivers licence. I had left this in the car, so she told me I needed to go get my licence, and then get back in line. By this time I was highly irritated, but did as she instructed. Finally the girl took my items and began scanning them. When she was done, she handed me a receipt and said I had one hour to spend MY money, and I could only purchase items in a certain section of the store. I was very confused, as Bed Bath and Beyond had put my returned gifts on a gift card that never expired, and I could buy anything in the store. I asked the girl why this was and she shrugged and said “the things weren’t on your registry. Which, of course, I knew. If I had been given gifts off my registry I would not be returning them.
I went to the designated area I was allowed to shop in and was disappointed to find that I did not need anything from that section of the store. I had been married two weeks, and we were in desperate need of food, sandwich bags and tinfoil, but none of these products were available for me to spend MY money on.
I want you to know that I am extremely disappointed with Target, and unless something can be done to rectify this situation, I will not ever set foot in a Target store again and I will recommend that others do not either. I have many friends who are also getting married, and would like to be able to recommend Target as a place to register, but right now, my opinion is dead set against it. I will recommend Bed Bath and Beyond, which went far beyond the extra mile with my bridal registry, and Wal-Mart, which took all of the gifts I was going to return to Target, but did not because of the horrible experience I had. Wal Mart gave me a gift card that never expires, and I can buy anything in the store.
I am so upset with the service and the policies of your store. I took all the gift cards that I was given to target and sold them so I would not have to go back. Before this experience, I much preferred Target over Wal Mart, but now it seams Target has sunk to new lows and Wal Mart has stepped up to be the hero.

Thursday, August 23, 2007

9 down, 20 more to go

A little over eight months ago I told myself I was not allowed to buy new pants unless the new pants were a size 4.
Yesterday I had to go shopping to buy "professional" clothes. My boss said I needed to dress like the Nordstrom girls, so I had no choice but to buy myself new pants. Oh, but what a sweet delight when the pants that fit oh-so-perfect were not a size 4, but a size 4 petite. My wedding dress was a size 4, but the problem in the past has not been my waist, but the enormous bump under the waist that prevented me from getting size 4 pants. It was quite a pleasant surprise when I realized I had shrunk enough to meet my goal.

Another life goal completed. Hooray.

Friday, August 17, 2007

Why I Love Being Married

I was quite panicked to be married. So panicked, in fact, that I hyperventilated in the Celestial room right before I was sealed. Why was I afraid? Oh, the usual. Because 50% marriages fail, because I was young, because I still has some issues/baggage, because I was afraid of commitment, afraid of being stuck, because it was so permanent and such a life changing thing, and because we always fear the unknown.

After being married over a month, I wonder why I was so panicked. I love being married.
I love having my best friend around all the time. I love falling asleep snuggled up next to someone. I love waking up next to someone, I love eating breakfast with someone, I love making dinner for someone, I love knowing that the someone will always be there, and not having to worry about getting too close or what will happen if/when they leave.

I think it makes all the difference who you are married to. I happen to be married to the best husband in the entire world. It is so much fun to come home and find the trash taken out and a big kiss waiting for you. It is so much fun to stick love notes in his lunch, and find a love note stuck in the door.

I know we're still in the "honeymoon" stage, but I think I am going to say in this stage for a very long time. Maybe until eternity.

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Acouchi and MacLappy

See? Even cats like Macs better
I am opening my blog back up. All comments have been disabled, so don't try. I will post pictures, but no guarantees I will write any stories. I KNOW I'm a bad writer, I never said anything different. No one is forcing you to read this.