16 days until Coachella. How is this possible? I’m so not prepared…
We finally go to Target. The best part about the tent selection are the tiny miniatures that line the top shelf. I love them! I want to shrink myself down and live in them. I love small things for some reason. When I was little I had a dollhouse but instead of human figures it had mice. I often wonder what happened to that. Anyway, I tell T (who also likes small things) that I think the mini tents are adorable but he tells me they’re practical. They have the models so people don’t open the tents up in the store. I didn’t think of this.
I start perusing the selection. The first tent I spot is yellow, and has a tunnel and a hole for a telescope which seems fantastic, especially since we’re going to be in Indio. Maybe there’s a meteor shower scheduled for that night.
Him: This is children’s tent and we’re not bringing a telescope as we don’t own one, and we’re not spending money on one, and they’re probably against the rules anyway.
He’s no fun, but I’ve already moved on to the Eddie Bower four person tent, with the Astoria Gazebo.
Me: We could have a reading area.
Him: There will be no reading area. Continue reading