Wednesday, August 01, 2007
What did we do before order tracking?
I mean, seriously.
Remember the"wait four-to-six weeks for delivery" message you used to hear whenever you saw an ad for something mailorder?
(Along with "no C.O.Ds? Because, really, who is going to trust someone to pay for something AFTER it's been shipped halfway cross country? Not me.)
I ordered Anna Marie a backback from LL Bean last week. Not because I'm too good for a Walmart pack. But because 1. I don't want to get into a fight with her about which character she wants, which is going to change next week anyway, and she'll be stuck with Spiderman when she really wanted Dora, GOD!, and 2. If I'm spending the money, I'd rather spend a few dollars more (in this case about $10 after shipping, and that's for the cheap ones) and get one she can use for more than this year.
And that won't look like c.r.a.p. (that's me spelling that word, because my mom always spells it - and when a friend of mine tried the same tactic with her family, it came out "c.a.r.p." and they were all like, "Carp? Really? This is a bunch of fish?" But anyway.)
Besides all that, most of the ones in the stores are way too big for her, and this is a "junior" size. (Everyone say "Awww!")
But, I ordered it Thursday night. And it left Maine Friday and traveled to Connecticut. And that was all I knew until Monday, when it got to Memphis. (Where, as you know, lives the FedEx headquarters.) So I thought, "Oh, it got to Memphis early Monday morning. It should come down here Tuesday."
And while we're at it, no, this isn't the "Absolutely, positively, has to be there overnight" division of FedEx. It's the "We needed to compete with UPS" division.
But! But! I checked today, and it's "Out for delivery." They couldn't send it directly here from Memphis (and truth be told, it's only about 40 minutes from here, I could've just driven up there MY SELF) but they had to send it to Olive Branch - home to my BFF Marcia, and also apparently a mini-hub.
It's the same distance from here as the Memphis airport. Go figure.
No, I didn't get her name embroidered on it, because 1. I'm cheap like that, and 2. I figured if anyone else needed it passed down (a friend or a cousin, since I obviously don't plan on having any more kids if I can help it - no paid maternity leave and no insurance, hello!) it would help if it didn't say "AMT" on it.
It's green, as you can tell from the picture. (As is the lunchbox that my GM bought her from Lands End. Oh, the preppy-ness!) She's been on a major green kick the last couple of years, which I'm thinking is because Dayton (the babysitter's kid) is so very into green.
Which is natural for him, because his birthday is March 17.
My baby is starting school in less than a week, y'all.