Candles, Pampered chef, Tupperware–all evil. Too smelly, too expensive, too tacky. The parties are excruciating. I’ve quit going to all of them, and live with the guilt.
Scrapbooks–well, I’ve never been to a real sales party, and just have a friend who does it and throws a late-night party every month to hang out and cut up photos. Being a photo album addict from childhood, I confess to being a Creative Memories customer.
Just the other night I trepidatiously went to a new genre for me–a stamping party. I have a love for rubber stamps, it’s true, and I have to admit that the prices were very good and the catalog was tempting–it actually had things in it that I liked. However, I need another expensive, time-consuming hobby like I need…um, something I don’t need at all. I already have two (the aforementioned photo albums, and quilting).
I refuse to host parties myself, though, even for my good friend the scrapbook dealer. I still have some morals! Also my mom would probably never speak to me again; she is militantly against such things.
Oh, and I saw the other day that Target has started stocking Tupperware. So even if I wanted some, I wouldn’t have to go to a party for it.