So not long ago, I was poking around Amazon, as I tend to do on a daily basis and this popped up on screen:
Wha? A Gronk store? And yes, I know who he is.
First of all, Amazon knows me about as well as Spotify, which has now started peppering my daily mixes with piano concertos, which is very odd because I don’t think I’ve ever even listened to an instrumental song on the app. I’m starting to suspect that technology just likes to punk me.
And secondly, why would Amazon think I’d be into all his fitness stuff, let alone a retired football player? Don’t try and find the Gronk store because it’s disappeared (sold out maybe?). When I tried to search for it, even Alexa blushed because this, er, popped up…
But this whole experience did make me think about what kind of products I’d hawk on my very own Amazon store…
It’s leopard! It’s fuzzy! A match made in heaven.
I think it would be pretty awesome to show up to a parent-teacher meeting in this. Perhaps if enough parents cared enough and donned these caps it would spark a revolution and get schools to cultivate parent involvement in a more meaningful way, like by adding a no-host bar in the cafeteria for painful functions like recorder concerts.
Because who doesn’t need a good rhinestone belt! From a company called Whippy!
Kidding! Absolutely not.
Although when all my kids went through their interminable Crocs phase, I would have let them wear those.
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Listen girly. Crocs are the bees knees. Come on really! I remember when they first came out and then only ones who seemed to wear them were the overweight nurses at the hospitals. Who am I kidding, are there nurses who aren’t overweight? Anyway, I thought they looked like the ugliest things. I came to change my mind though. Believe it or not one of my teenage sons got me interested in them. I believe he broke one of his sandals (is it “one of his sandal” since it’s only one?) when we where at a Great Wolf Lodge in WA State. We ended up getting him a pair of crocs and he loved them and couldn’t stop talking about how comfy they were. He convinced me that I should give them a try and dang, they are comfy.
So yeah, they’re ugly. But who cares when it’s like walking on a cloud. Oh well, haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate.
OK, so I’m buying you a leopard-print pair to wear to CrossFit and model for allllll the classes?!?!?!?!? 😉