Weekend regurgitation: Pier 1 and unprotected sex

by Creative Junkie on November 28, 2010

Even though I did quite a bit of online shopping this past week and didn’t feel compelled to get up and leave my house at an ungodly holy shit o’clock on Black Friday, I did eventually leave it that day and did my fair share to boost the American economy in person. In fact, I boosted it all day. I liked boosting it so much, I pretty much did the same thing all day on Saturday. I’m very patriotic that way.

Surprisingly enough, I did not witness any brawls, trampling, gouging, pushing, shoving or smackdowns at the mall on Friday and the only budging I encountered was notable only for its absence. Specifically, the driver’s seat in the Durango stubbornly refused to budge forward and wouldn’t listen to me, no matter how loud I yelled at it. In fact, at one point, I was sorely tempted to swab under the Durango’s hood for a DNA sample and check to see if its gas cap resembled a belly button that might once have been connected to an umbilical cord that my womb grew when I wasn’t looking.

I wanted to take the Durango because I knew it could haul a good chunk of the economy in it but my 6’2″ husband had driven it last and the driver’s seat was pushed so far back from the steering wheel that it was almost crowning out the rear bumper and seeing as how I am 5’2″ with legs shorter than a basset hound’s, I couldn’t reach the pedals and pretty soon, I was running late to pick up my friend Heather and I was all sweaty and all frustrated and all HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME TO CELEBRATE JESUS’ BIRTHDAY IN TWENTY-EIGHT DAYS IF I CAN’T USE MY AFTERNOON DOORBUSTER COUPONS?

I leave you with the post I wrote last year about Pier 1, my all-time favorite store to frequent during the holidays. And before you get any ideas, I’m not paid to speak for them. But I bet if they read this post, they’d be fixing that oversight right darn quick. And then promptly punching themselves in the throat after they got to the part about trees having orgies.

Happy Sunday, everyone!

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I think the North Pole and Pier I were separated at birth

(originally published on November 27, 2009)

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There are few places on this earth which make me hyperventilate and literally quiver with excitement at the mere thought of visiting:

  1. San Francisco
  2. New York City
  3. My bathroom
  4. Anderson Cooper’s lap
  5. Pier 1

I’ve been fortunate enough to visit both #1 and #2 this year which was so much damn fun, I can’t even begin to tell you. And thanks to the rotting, battered, decrepit piece of crap that is my personal waste management system, I’ve practically moved into #3 where I’ve done so much #1 and #2 of a totally different sort, which was so not fun, I can’t even begin to tell you that either.

Unless you want me to? Because I’ve got nothing to blog about this week so … maybe?

Let me know.

As for #4, I’m still working on it. Stupid restraining orders.

This past weekend, I visited #5. I adore Pier 1. Adore it. I’d move in there if I didn’t think my family would find me in less than thirty minutes and drag me away to make them dinner. How is it that they have an uncanny ability to hunt me down, no matter how far away I’ve run? I’m beginning to wonder if I came equipped with GPS. If and when I ever meet The Big Guy, this is definitely going to be included on my list of discussion topics called WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING, right after ultra low rise jeans, fat free cheese and Jon Gosselin.

I’ve had my eye on this at Pier 1 for awhile now. I have no idea what I’d do with it. I just like it. It’s funky and colorful and different.

Come to think of it, those are the three criteria guaranteed to send Nate hurtling toward psychosis.

Not that that’s any incentive, mind you!

At least, not consciously.

Subconsciously? That’s possibly a definite maybe.

I like this one too, for pretty much the same reasons.

And it’s bigger!

Go big or go home, if you ask me!

No one ever asks me.

I’d like that one even better if it were sitting on this rug.  I can see both the dresser and this rug in my dining room. Quite clearly, in fact, because there’s nothing else in my dining room to obscure my view, like a table or chairs. But that’s OK because I’d be perfectly content to simply stand on this rug and admire that dresser without any additional distractions. Besides, if I had a table and chairs in there, people might sit down and actually expect me to feed them.

I’ve got enough of that nonsense going on in the kitchen. No need to let it spread to the rest of the house, like some hideous, infectious disease from which there is no recovery.

But what I LOVE LOVE LOVE the most about Pier 1 is their holiday decor!

Every year, I look forward to their Christmas trees.

They are literally STUFFED with happy.

Nate doesn’t like them because they’re gaudy and don’t look like trees. In fact, he doesn’t even believe there’s an actual tree under there. He thinks the North Pole had an orgy with Las Vegas and this here is their bastard spawn.

I love the man, but he’s in serious need of a Ho Ho Ho adjustment.

It’s the absolute excess of these trees that I love! The sheer overkill. The utter, enormous, exorbitant extravagance of them!

For the record, I’m all for unprotected sex between consenting hedonistic geographical regions.

And adjectives that start with vowels.

I want these ornaments.

And these.

I’m on the fence with the owls, though. They don’t look very Christmas-y to me. Then again, I have a thing about owls. Did you know that my mom used to collect owls? And that I bought her this really pretty owl sculpture for her birthday one year, when I was young and had no taste? And that I caught her trying to sell it at a garage sale over fifteen years ago? And that for the past fifteen years, I’ve never let her forget that she tried to sell a symbol of my love for $1.00 or best offer?

I told this little story to the sales clerk and she looked at me funny and then backed away. Slowly.

Obviously, she has no idea what I went through.

These high heeled stockings remind me of my younger, carefree days. Stick them on some shapely legs under a shorty short black leather mini skirt, take a picture and you’ve got yourself a photographic memoir of my ill spent youth.

I miss the eighties.

I love this guy. He reminds me of my vertebrae, only taller. And more festive.

Next time I go to Pier 1, I’m going to take out a loan and buy one of those trees. And maybe I’ll get lucky and score a few of those stockings too. And after I pester Nate to put the tree up in our living room, maybe I’ll try those stockings on before hanging them on the mantle. Who knows? Maybe Nate will get lucky himself and score something as well.

And finally get his Ho Ho Ho adjustment after all.

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Jill/Twipply Skwood November 28, 2010 at 10:54 am

I LOVE Pier 1! There used to be a Pier 1 closeout near me that I could even afford, too! Unfortunately, it must have been TOO affordable, because it shut down.

I’ve never, ever been patriotic enough to go out on black Friday, although I’ve been making a valiant effort over the internet.

VERY funny post!
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Scrappnbee November 28, 2010 at 12:43 pm

How Funny! I love your Pier 1 Entry! They should DEFINATELY pay you! LOL! I agree about the trees and Vegas!

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mom taxi julie
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November 28, 2010 at 2:44 pm

The only time I ever go in Pier 1 and Cost Plus is at Christmas time. They are fun to shop for the holidays.

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Janmary
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November 28, 2010 at 3:06 pm

Purely because of this very post last year I sought out Pier 1 in New England on several occasion and did some serious damage to my credit card – thanks :) Unfortunately they did have too many Christmas ornaments for sale in July …. Maybe that was just as well!
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Ann November 28, 2010 at 4:13 pm

God, I think I love you Andy. Your posts are hilarious. I am always happy to see a new post by you.
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Heather @ nobody-but-yourself
Twitter: MissusSmith
November 28, 2010 at 5:03 pm

My tree? The one I told you about while we were out shopping on Friday in the Durango (and scoring all those awesome parking spots, no less)? The one my husband bought because it was on crazy-super-duper-Black-Friday-sale?

Sucks.

Big time.

There is no amount of fluffing or arranging or anything that will make me love this tree. It is the exact OPPOSITE of all those lovely Pier 1 trees you have pictured above.

It’s even the opposite of those garish, neon green and pink trees we saw in the stores.

It aspires to be Charlie Brown’s tree.

Le sigh.

I think I’m just going to print off a picture from this blog post, blow it up to “ginormous” and stick *it* in the corner of the family room instead.
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Shan @ Last Shreds Of Sanity
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November 29, 2010 at 1:34 am

1) Anderson Cooper is gay. And no, you can’t send him to that gay to straight camp and pray the gay away. He’s gay, Andy. You don’t have the right equipment for him.

Hence, the restraining order.

2) I love Pier 1 Imports, too. Only I haven’t been there since Ro started walking for fear that she will destroy something very expensive and I will have to take a loan out to pay for it, but still not own a usable expensive item from my beloved Pier 1.

And tell Nate that the Pier 1 trees are amazing and he has no taste for the fine art of gaudy Christmas.
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Paula@ Frosted Fingers
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November 29, 2010 at 10:40 am

Cool stockings. Never seen boot shaped before. My first thought on the trees was whether there was actually in tree in there, too!
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