OK. The realist in me says Wal Mart – because then I could buy my groceries AND my gas AND a few things for the house and also perhaps a lifetime supply of kitty litter and some more sleepers for my exponentially growing child . . . on and on . . . and I know that’s just the poor talking. And it’s no fun. So I’m going to pretend all our basic needs are within our budget, and taken care of, and that this is just for fun.
So I would, OBV, want to win a spree in REI. Dude.
I *almost* was a dork and said Barnes and Noble, but if I only get one spree – hell, I can borrow books from the library, ya’ll, but aint nobody out there ready to hand a kayak over the counter, as long as I have my library card to prove I’ll bring it back. So I’m all over REI, where I can get my dream kayak and paddle (ok, Darlin, I’ll get one for you, too!), a new family tent that will fit our exponentially growing family (lots of exponential growing going on around here), a good sporty swimsuit Speedo thing plus goggles and a cap, couple more bikes, some climbing ropes and other climbing gear, Chacos in an array of attractive colors to go with all my outfits, a few more camping supplies, and tons of clothes and accoutrements to go with all of these things. I would take Darlin’s order, of course, and make sure he had every thing his little heart desired – it wouldn’t be much, because he’s a minimalist, but I know he must have a thing or two he’d like to get in the camping vein. Then, of course, I could outfit my kid in all kinds of stuff, I could even get him a climbing harness for each stage of life, a bike seat for my bike so he can ride in it, and then maybe a bike or two for him (when he gets old enough to ride). I could easily blow a few thou in REI.
Now, what I need on top of my shopping spree is about 20 extra hours in my week so I can actually find the time to USE all this stuff.