I dragged my daughter to the mall the other day so we could make a dent in her college shopping list. Here are some observations:
1) Boys are much easier to shop for than girls. Boys don't care if the sheets are a scratchy 200 ct or the softer 300 ct. They don't care if the blanket is the wrong shade of blue, or that the towels don't match the comforter. It is not necessary to drive all over town for the "right" wastebasket, and they do not want to cover their bulletin boards in coordinating fabric with ribbon trim.
2) Good luck finding twin-XL bedding that isn't ugly.
3) Apparently Texas Tech co-eds of a generation or two ago were taller. My sister-in-law, a Tech graduate, is 5' 9" or thereabouts. My daughter, her niece, is 5' 4". We had to purchase a step-stool --- pink, of course --- because the mirrors over the built-in dressers are too high.
4) It's going to be hell hauling this stuff up to the eighth floor of Chitwood Hall on move-in day. I mention this because schlepping bags and parcels from the mall to the car in Dallas in July during a record heat wave got me to thinking it's going to be worse in Lubbock in August. Much worse.
5) It is impossible to shop with an 18-year-old girl without making frequent detours to the clothing, shoe and cosmetics departments.
6) Apparently shopping in the "wrong" mall can scar one for life. In Dallas, NorthPark Mall is THE mall, and with good reason. Normally, that's where we shop. But for this trip we headed to another mall because they have a store that stocks the aforementioned twin-XL bedding. It's actually a nice mall, but you'd have thought we'd gone to a Wal-Mart in east Texas the way Paige carried on.
7) Boys are much easier to shop for than girls, part two. Dorm decor for boys generally consists of a poster or two of half-naked ladies and beer cans stacked in a pyramid. The more ambitious might spring for a lava lamp or an ashtray shaped like a toilet. Girls, however, require a trip to a home decor store. In our case, it was Hobby Lobby because it was all 50 percent off. Based on her purchases, my daughter must have trouble remembering her name because nearly everything she bought had her initial on it: a big, glittery, neon-purple "P", an ornate "P" in a black frame with rhinestones, a picture frame with -- you guessed it -- a "P" on the side and also in rhinestones, and a throw pillow with a "P" embroidered on it.
And we aren't even close to being finished.
Shopped and dropped,
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