I think it’s time for a 12-step program.

If this isn’t the first time you’ve stumbled upon Mommin’ It Up, chances are you’re well aware of Jenny’s, um, habits. I came across this article today and, in preparation for the arrival of A&E’s Intervention camera crew, I thought it might be time to evaluate her situation.

From MSNBC, When Bargain Hunting is an Addiction

By Melinda Fulmer (with unofficial editing and commentary by Emily)

For some people jenny-crop-copy.jpg, the rush of a great deal trumps practical considerations — such as whether they need, want or even have a place to keep what they’ve found on sale.

The siren song of the clearance rack is hard to resist. For some people, jenny-crop-copy.jpg, it’s impossible.

For New Mexico schoolteacher Marie Barger, bargain shopping was an addiction as powerful as drugs or alcohol (Real-life Jenny quote: I was indeed rather giggly and high on savings.) — one that took her seven years to pay off. Years after her husband took away her maxed-out credit cards, she still comes across old purchases that make her cringe, such as the full-figured adult size 16 uniform pants she bought for her tiny 12-year-old daughter simply because they were 80% off.

“She’s superskinny. Maybe if she got pregnant one day she could wear them,” Barger says.

Ok for real, Jen, if you ever sound hopeful that Sophie is going to get knocked up so she can wear a pair of pants you got Extra Care Bucks on, I am going to sue for custody.

A large part of these compulsive spenders are bargain addicts — people who can’t pass up a good sale even if it’s on something they don’t want, need or even particularly like. For these people, what they buy is not as important as how much that item’s price has been reduced.
Case study: Pizza Rolls (and these are just the ones she’s shown us)
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Scoring deals helps these out-of-control shoppers ease their insecurities and feel more competent and in control, says Tim Kasser, an associate professor of psychology at Knox College in Illinois and the author of “The High Price of Materialism.”

Unlike other types of out-of-control spenders, bargain addicts rationalize their purchases as something good they are doing for themselves, their children, their spouse or others, Benson says. Real-life Jenny quote: I had also sent her home with a bag of goodies from what I now call “Jenny’s freestore” – you know, Glade candles, toothpaste, dish soap

“It feels as though they are saving money, so it’s hard to pass up,” she says.

Drowning in bargains

“They can never get enough of what they don’t need,” Benson says of shopping addicts.
Case Study: Glade candles. (It’s kind of hard to see, but rest assured there are no less than 20 candles in that picture)
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Barger knew she had a spending problem. She broke down and started sobbing. It was this event that made Barger realize how deep her “need” for this hobby was. “I told my husband, ‘I think I’m a shopaholic.’ I told him I was basically going into the DTs” from not shopping. Real-life Jenny quote: I am starting to come down from my shopping high now…better get to bed before I start getting the shakes!!

6 signs of bargain junkies

Here are six telltale signs of bargain junkies:
1) They hit sales and clearance racks when they feel angry or down.
2) They spend more than they can afford. (That might not be relevant, seeing as how Jenny’s finances can probably handle the $0.03 she spends each week, but still)
3) They see sales as opportunities they can’t pass up. Real-life Jenny quote: I went to CVS many, many, many times this week. TOO MANY
3) They feel guilty about their shopping and hide their purchases. (Or brag about them on their blogs. One or the other.)
4) They spend so much time tracking down deals that their time with family and friends is compromised. Real-life Jenny quote: I am gonna have to cut back this week cause thanks to CVS I am behind on my laundry!
5) They routinely forget what they bought and stockpile things. Real-life Jenny quote: That’s right – we now have 80 rolls of toilet paper!

Unlike other addictions such as drugs or alcohol, compulsive shopping can’t be treated cold turkey. In our culture, people can’t stop buying altogether. Groceries must be purchased, clothing and shoes replaced every so often and birthday and Christmas gifts bought. But compulsive bargain hunters can learn to wean themselves from their reliance on shopping to feel good.

How to break the cycle

The first step for anyone who thinks he or she might have a problem should be to track purchases for two weeks — down to the penny, Shore says. Though Microsoft Money, Quicken and other computer programs can help, they don’t show the impulse buys from the supermarket or the fast food and Starbucks coffee bought with cash.

Moreover, when a compulsive shopper is lined up at the cash register or electronic checkout with some tempting sale item, that person should ask himself or herself (I’ve gone ahead and put Jenny’s answers in)
Do I need it? Is it aspirin? ‘Cause if it is, the answer is NO. aspirin.jpg
How will I pay for it? Easy! Just let me find the coupon… coupon-mess.jpg
What will I do with it? I will pay my babysitters with it!
Where will I put it? I’ll put it in the special storage unit I bought to house all my loot, duh! storage.jpg
What would happen if I waited? I might have to fork over $2.99 instead of 6 cents, and we wouldn’t want that to happen, would we?

Breaking the bargain addiction can take some time. A good start, experts suggest, is to find activities that seem to satisfy the same needs:
If you bond with friends over shopping, team up with them instead on an effort or a cause you are passionate about. Jenny’s already done this. She and Krista are passionate about Extra Care Bucks!
If the thrill of discovery is your thing, Benson says, find a lecture on a new cutting-edge subject or check out a neighborhood you haven’t seen before. Unfortunately, Jenny has visited every neighborhood in the county, searching for the remaining CVS stores that don’t have her mug shot hanging on the wall.
If shopping gives you a sense of competence, develop your other strengths and talents. What were you good at and what did you enjoy when you were younger? Anytime the urge to shop strikes, turn to other activities you enjoy or would like to become better at, such as painting, dancing or playing the piano. Yes, dancing, excellent idea. I think she should take that up. Wait, she already does that. Real-life Jenny quote: I’ve been dancing around the living room like a 13-year-old mixing Pop Rocks with Red Bull!!

For better or worse, experts say, shopping has become so ingrained in our culture and identity that it’s hard for most people to stop.

“Shopping,” says Benson, “is the way we search for ourselves and our place in the world.” Jenny’s place in the world? CVS!

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As I looked through previous posts to gather evidence, there was one comment I just couldn’t move past. Ladies and gentlemen, the number one sign Jenny has a shopping problem:

When I called my husband to tell him I was coming home, I said, “No offense, honey, but I think I’ve just had the most exhilarating night of my life!” — Jenny, December 2007

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In Honor of Valentine’s Day: A Soap Opera. I mean Poop Opera.

Happy Valentine’s Day! Today I am bringing you all a lovely Valentine’s treat straight from the bowels of my son Joshua. It actually came a few days early but I saved this sweet, chocolatey tale for this special day just to show you all how much you are loved and appreciated. So now, dear readers I present to you, A Poop Opera, a story of poop, panic, and high drama.

It all began last Friday when I was in the shower. Sophie was imprisoned playing in the exersaucer in the bathroom and Joshua was playing in his room. While sudsing my luxurious hair, I heard the pitter-patter of Joshua’s little feet entering the bathroom.

“Mommy,” he said hesitantly, “I have to go potty. Poops.”

Ugh. Inconveeeenient timing. He was still in his PJs, so I leaned my top half out of the shower and helped him get his sleeper unzipped and off his arms. He waddled over to the toilet with his underpants and PJs around his ankles. I instructed him to get the potty seat, put it on the toilet, etc. We don’t have a step-stool for him in that bathroom and the toilet is a little tall, so he struggled a little getting on the pot, and in the process knocked the pee-pee splash guard into the toilet. He was rather appalled by this but I assured him I would take care of it after I got out of the shower. Because there’s nothing like sticking your hand into a freshly-used toilet after you’ve just showered to assure that you feel fresh and clean all day. But I digress.

I closed the shower curtain and hurriedly went back to my beeswax. Sophie hates being incarcerated sitting in the exersaucer so by the time I get out she is always quite fussy, and as I may have mentioned, her screaming is about the most annoying sound in the universe, so my showers are always pretty brief. When I got out Joshua was still sitting on the toilet.

“You all done or are you still going?” I asked
“Still going.” He replied calmly.

So I dried off, completed my skin care regime, lotioned up, got dressed, brushed my hair out…and still he sat on the potty. What the heck was taking so long? I glanced at my son and felt reassured. Joshua had the “poop look” on his face. This is the same look he used to get when he was a toddler. Red & blotchy around the eyes, slight desperation in the eyes…it always means there is a turd in production.

“All done or still going?”
“Still going…Mommy?” His eyes welled up with tears. “How do you make it come out?”

Oh crap. Or lack thereof. He had already been on the potty for about 15 minutes at this point! Joshua used to get constipated when he was potty training, from trying not to poop, but he’s a pretty regular little guy now. I wasn’t sure what to do for him. I tried to talk him through it, but really, what do you say? “Just relax” doesn’t mean much to a 4-year-old! So I rubbed his legs and tried to get him to think about other things, but when the urge to push would come and go without success, he’d get panicked and start crying. He didn’t want me to read him any books or sing songs. I was at a loss and it was all very sad! Sophie puttered around the bathroom playing, and eventually decided she wanted to nurse. So there I sat on the bathroom floor, nursing a toddler and comforting a constipated preschooler. Ahhh. These are the days of our lives!

One more urge to push and Joshua started crying and freaking again. I couldn’t stand it so I called my sister-in-law who has 4 kids and a lot of kiddo-constipation experience. No answer. I called my mom. No answer. I called my other sister-in-law. No answer. Finally, desperately, I called my husband.

“Hello?”

“Hi honey, I’m really sorry to bother you at work, but I’m in the bathroom with Joshua and we’re upstairs and he can’t poop and no one else is answering their phones and I really need you to get on the internet and see what you can find out about how to get him to pass this thing!” I shouted all in one breath.

(Pause) “Ok, no problem, I am on it. I will call you back!”

He is a very good daddy!

Of course about two minutes later, before Bobby could even call back, after a total of approximately 45 minutes on the pot, with much grunting and a very weird suction-y sounds, Joshua brought IT into this world. Woohoo!! I was totally exhausted from the emotion, but as soon as he got that turd out, he was totally fine. Completely untraumatized and ready to party.

Together we peered into the toilet to see what had caused him such trouble. I gasped. “Holy Moly Kid! That is GINORMOUS! No wonder that took you so long!” I exclaimed. It was seriously the largest turd I have ever seen. I do not know how it fit inside Joshua’s little skinny body because I think it weighed about half as much as he does. It. Was. HUGE.

I got Joshua dressed and then took on the task of fishing the feces-covered pee-pee splash guard out of the toilet. That was fun. I won’t go into it. But it was gross. Then I waved goodbye to TURDZILLA (as I’ve decided to name that turd) and flushed the toilet.

Guess what? Turdzilla didn’t want to go. He clogged the toilet. The freakishly large single poop of my almost-four-year-old boy stopped up our toilet!

Considering this piece of crap had really emotionally taxed me and taken up about an hour of my morning, it felt kinda felt good plunging it into oblivion. It gave me a dirty look on the way down, but I’m pretty sure I showed it who was boss!

After waving a fond farewell to Turdzilla, we headed downstairs for what else…breakfast!!! The perfect way to celebrate the arrival and departure of the World’s Biggest Poop. Needless to say, I put a little extra flaxseed in Joshua’s peanut butter toast…

Happy Valentine’s Day everybody! I hope yours moves happily right along without um, any delays of any kind!

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WFMW: Entertaining Kids in the Shopping Cart

There are few things I love more than browsing aisle after aisle (especially the clearance endcaps – what what?) at Target. Or Tar-ZHAY and I prefer to call it. But there are few things that kill that browsing buzz faster than a screaming baby or toddler. Especially if said baby/toddler belongs to moi. So what do I do to ensure I can browse a bit when I go to Target? I head straight to the books section as soon as we get to the store and pick up a couple – few of those noisy annoying, musical books. Pressing the buttons on these books used to occupy Joshua for quite a long time when he was little and now they work for Sophie too! Although, I will say, her attention span is shorter than his and she will need two or three diferent books to get her through a shopping trip. Now it’s true these books are obnoxious, BUT tee-rust me, there are few things MORE obnoxious than Sophie screaming her head off in Target (or Kroger’s, etc!) when myself and many others are trying to get our shop on!!

Of course, sometimes there is a bit of fallout when I go to put the books back before we check out, but that can generally be dealt with by letting Sophie play with my cell phone briefly in the checkout line. Thankfully it’s rather sturdy!!

So, that’s what Works for Me! For other great tips, check out WFMW guest host Don’t Try This At Home!

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