Oddly enough, sheets. I bought two sets of 1000 thread count egyptian cotton sheets and was way too excited about it. From the time I ordered them, until they arrived and I put them on the bed I was just way too thrilled about them.
I was positively giddy when I bought my spinning wheel and when I bought my drum carder. Yes, I’m a fiber geek.
I have no convenient way to insert a picture of her, but LaBrise Corbeau Doree, my Corbi, was a purchase like that. 6 years of searching, and negotiating with breeders, then the 6week wait when I KNEW I was getting a puppy, but not which one… then the 2 weeks between finally meeting her and actually bringing her home… 4 years later and I still know I did it right. She makes me grin!
This is really stupid, but I’m still having way too much fun with a simple bathrobe that I bought last weekend.
I am 28, and a man. I have never owned a bathrobe in my life. Nor ever seen the need for one.
That said, I was at Target and I saw a rack of cheap synthetic “terrycloth” robes. “What the hell”, I thought. “This might be nice for the weekends where I just want to lounge around the house for a day. Beats walking around in just boxer-briefs and a t-shirt, probably. Plus it gets kinda cold in the winter for doing that unless I crank the heat up, which is expensive.”
Last Sunday felt like just such a day.
I put on the bathrobe.
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“Oh my God…it’s so soft. And warm.”
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“Hee hee, look at me, in the mirror! Wearin’ a robe! I look like Hugh Hefner, jr.!”
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“I want to live in this bathrobe, forever.”
I slept, in northern Illinois, in autumn, where the temp went down into the 40s overnight, in this robe. With the heat off and the windows open.
It’s godly.
It’s silly, I’m actually looking forward to Sunday so I can wear the robe all day again. At least until I have to head to the airport to fly out late Sunday night.
My 1984 Honda CRX HF with 5 speed manual, and 1.3 engine that got me 69.4 mpg driving at 55 mph highway, and as high as 63 mpg city when I was really babying it. None of this hybrid business either, just a lightweight sporty car only weighing 1713 lbs, a two seater, and I was just giddy about that car every time I filled up! It would drop down to about 53-55 mpg highway when I was driving 70. It was actually given to me about five years back, and I had to get it running again. Had a quarter of million miles on it. I could go 4,000 miles between oil changes without adding any oil. Eventually it started missing on me, and no mechanic would dare touch it. I spent 18 months trying to figure out what was a matter, and I went through everything on it, but to no avail. It was a sad day for me when I finally decided I had to sell it. Some mechanic bought it, he knew what he had. It was the highest rated car for MPG that the EPA ever recorded for cars in the US that were standard gasoline engines: 51 city, and 67 highway. Gosh, I get giddy still thinking about that car. I miss her dearly.
My 32" flatscreen TV.
I bought it for my bedroom. I became even more tickled when I got it home and I found out that I could hook my computer up to it.
So I went to Radio Shack and bought a cable spilter. One goes to my regular moniter for regular internet surfing and the other goes to my flatscreen for when I want to watch internet TV.
Hulu has now become my favorite website.
I always get excited for a new computer build. I can spend a week easy just browsing computer parts sites (I lurve Newegg and they love me) and then when the boxes start coming in it’s like Christmas over and over! Well, maybe more like Hanukkah since sometimes they come in over the course of a week.
Do it. You know you want to. Get on the plane in the bathrobe. Everyone will think you’re Arthur Dent! (And by “everyone” I mean “the one guy in the back of the plane on his PSP”.)
Too - friggin - funny!
aw, I think this is cute. and funny! but in a good way! I can totally relate because I have a gorgeous expensive! ‘throw’ that I can’t wait to get out of storage. Not a Walmart polyester $5 rag, it cost almost $100 at a high end shop. I turn down the heat and huddle under it and feel snug as a bug in a rug. Won’t catch ME with one of those idiot fleece snugglies you see all over.
Jewelry has always made me giddy - the day Mr. Sali and I picked out my 1- carat marquise engagement ring was mind-blowing :eek:. Not only was I engaged, but I picked out my favorite shaped diamond! And back in the Clinton era, when people were actually able to save some money, I put aside a few extra bucks for several months and bought myself a stunning, stunning, stunning band ring with four huge emeralds set with little diamonds, for my own birthday. Because I always get (sigh) a t-shirt/socks/mug with a picture of a kitty on it, or a box of candy, this purchase did, indeed, make me giddy!
Not really a “thing” that made me giddy, but I thought of it instantly.
See, I was born with what the old folks call soft teeth. Lots of dental fillings over the years, especially after wearing braces in the 50’s, when they were horrible metal bands clamped around each tooth. The bands wore grooves into my teeth. In the end, I had straight but ugly teeth.
When I started making decent money, I bought veneers for my front teeth. They were not covered by dental insurance because they were considered cosmetic. They cost about a grand per tooth.
The change was remarkable. I loved them. I smiled all the time (still do) and can honestly say they made me giddy and confident.
I’m perilously close to purchasing a Sony hx1 (just need to get a non-nigerian hit on craigslist for the old camera), it’s got me pretty giddy from playing with one in the store.
A big ol’ butcher block from the John Boos company.
We needed a place to make our espresso, because our kitchen is about the size of a closet. We ordered a big honking butcher block the size of a tall buffet table, and this is because we wanted a tough, indestructible, secure top that could withstand the abuse of caffeine-hungry people pounding on the machines it supported. It’s in the dining room, out of the way of kitchen activity.
I was giddy for days after we got it. I love it because I love functional, well-thought-out solutions to a problem. I also love it because it’s well-made and good-looking.
I get giddy about a lot of purchases, but these are a couple rather big ones I’ve recently made:
-A basketful of new makeup from Sephora. I’d never worn makeup regularly before, neither had I owned any (I’d always borrowed from relatives and friends for the few times I’d actually need it) and it felt good to have an entire new face. It was all new! All mine! And, seeing as I’d gotten expert opinion at the store, it was stuff that actually looked GOOD on me.
-Stuff for my room, including paint (dark purple for one wall, gray for the rest), lamps (a cheap 70 inch one, and a cute little one for my desk), and a clock. I’d planned on repainting and redecorating, but I didn’t think I’d actually do it. Now I have, and it feels great. Still need curtains, though.
-New bras. Despite being POSITIVE that I was a 36A, I decided to get myself measured at Victoria’s Secret anyway, just for kicks. Lo and behold, the lady measured me at a 32B. To be honest it’s a tiny bit tight, but not uncomfortable, and it’s generally understood that bras stretch over time anyway (though I might try on a 34 next time I’m in just to make sure). But OMG I’M BIGGER THAN AN A-CUP. Seeing as I’ve been self-conscious about my chest size for years, this is pretty exciting.
I got a paperback copy of The Quiet Earth.
After almost 40 years, I finally got a copy ofan album of songs written by a local school teacher.