Amy's Blog : Shopping

Because it's nice to be mobile....

Amy Unger — Tue, 03 Nov 2009 19:59:00 GMT

Now available at Klipsch.com - The ProMedia 2.1 Wireless!

At the risk of sounding like an ad....Get yours today in time for the holidays! End of ad.

I just really like this thing.

Coming next month to a room near you, ProMedia 2.1 Wireless

Amy Unger — Mon, 19 Oct 2009 18:05:00 GMT

I know what you're saying. "But Amy, the satellites are still wired to the subwoofer!"

"Wireless" in this case means there are no wires attached to your laptop. You can move around your room freely, wherever you use your computer, and still listen to your 2.1 system.

Pretty darn handy for couch potatoes like me.

The wireless range on this system is about the distance of a good size room, so keep that in mind when Christmas shopping. Perfect for a dorm room, bedroom, or family room - where ever you spend most of your time working on your mobile computer...and need great tunes!

But wait, there's more... If you have Wi-Fi and an iPhone, you can use the Remote App to control your iTunes with this system as well (computer and speakers in the same room). That way you can be anywhere in your house and still control the music.

Available next month, Klipsch.com only, for $199.

The Holiday Season Is Upon Us!

Amy Unger — Wed, 05 Nov 2008 20:12:00 GMT

The stores are already beckoning me with their yuletide fare, which is hard to believe since it's about 75 degrees out today. Despite the unseasonal weather keeping me out of the holiday mood, I'm going to try very hard to be disciplined and start my shopping now, especially considering most of the gifts I select are the creative-type that take weeks to put together.

In that spirit, I'll do my part in helping everyone start early -- especially if you are shopping online this year. Our holiday specials have kicked off with our first offering: the Klipsch Custom 1 in-ear headphones for $99 (that's a $30 savings and free ground shipping). Just enter coupon code "holiday deal" to get the special price.

We have much more to come, and I'll be sure to alert you to the deals as they come in. Perfect for the Klipsch-lover in your household (even if it's just you)!

As if I needed more gray hair

Amy Unger — Mon, 09 Jul 2007 15:50:00 GMT

Steven and I took our first real vacation together a couple weeks ago. Hotel room and everything. What is it about hotel rooms that make kids think they can stay up 5 hours past their normal bedtime, yet still wake up at the normal time?

I had to take another week off to make up for the week of lost sleep. It was a nice thought, but the clock is still way off for us both. My exhaustion became apparent yesterday.

I went to Menard's to get some odds and ends. Steven just had to get out of the cart because he wanted to flip through the carpet samples. Then he just had to get out to play in the play area. We also picked up a darling little blue metal watering-can because he just had to "water" everything on the bottom shelves along the way to checkout.

Even though the trip took 2 hours longer than it normally would have, I was simply too tired to insist he stay in the cart, and out of the patience required to deal with the inevitable shrieks of torture. As if I kept him in the cart and pulled out his nose hairs one by one just for my enjoyment as I cruised the aisles.

When we finally got up front, I took about 20 seconds to unload my cart. I looked up and he was gone. Completely gone. We were right next to the automatic doors, too.

I've never really known what it feels like to panic. I thought I did, but nope. Nothing close.

After several minutes (minutes that lasted years) and several sympathic looks (the kind of looks frantic moms always get when screaming the name of their no-where-to-be-seen child in a public place), some lovely Menards worker in the flooring section walkie-talkied the front to say he had a small boy with bright blue watering can flipping through the carpet samples.

Funny, I also thought I knew what relief was. Like a good sneeze or finally reaching a bathroom stall at a rock concert. Nope. Nothing close.

I know I didn't show my gratitude nearly enough to that lovely worker because I was so inconsolably relieved and busy telling Steven to never ever ever ever do that again. I think I'll go back with a box of chocolates and a card. And pay off his mortgage.

I'll also be getting more sleep now that I'm back to work. And perhaps a leash.

Easter bunnies and Orange Julius

Amy Unger — Fri, 23 Mar 2007 18:19:00 GMT

Steven loves the mall. The food court, the mini-playground, and ogling at all the other babies confined to strollers.

Mom loves the mall, too. The clothes, the candles, shower gels and lotions galore.... It's even fun to check out the hair extensions booth, just in case I ever need a cheerleader ponytail for just the right occasion.

Last night's mall-mission: mom needs a bra. I'm sure a 2 year old couldn't imagine anything more fun to do. Seriously. Have you ever tried to navigate a stroller through the JC Penny's lingerie racks? If so, you'd know that it would be easier to skipper the USS Ronald Reagan down the Wabash River. As a result, Steven is able to gleefully grab hanger after hanger of the largest sized undergarments (always relegated to the lowest racks), leaving a pile of granny briefs in our wake. He giggles as if he knows exactly how mortified I am.

Equally as enjoyable is having Steven and his 80 pound stroller, which handles as well as a grocery cart on squashed grapes, accompany me into the fitting room. "Mommmmie, I don't like dat." Thanks, Steven, I'll take your opinion into consideration. "Mommmmie, dat's too big!" If you're referring to the clothes I'm trying on, thank you very much! (but if you're referring to what is going into the clothes I'm trying on, mind your own business!)

After banging into several doors, clothing racks, and other frazzled moms with strollers, we finally worked our way to the "main mall," like an oasis in the shopping desert.

But then I saw something that made me pause in my usual enjoyment of mall-offerings: they've actually hired an Easter Bunny to sit in the middle of the mall, à la Santa Claus, for little children to visit. Now I suppose there's nothing wrong with that...except, well, what do kids ask the Easter Bunny to bring them that he doesn't already know? Decorated eggs? Chocolate bunnies? Jelly Beans? Do little kids actually ask the creepy bunny with only one facial expression for these items as if they may not get them this year? Or has the holiday evolved so it's now in fashion to ask for Big Wheels and Holly Hobby Bake Ovens for Easter Sunday?

Did I miss a step?