Registering for gifts is...completely terrifying. And awesome. And terrifying. I really just want a Bamix immersion blender, Wusthof knives, and money. Blades blades CASH. But I know I pretty much have to register* and so that's what I'm doing. And now that I'm setting them up...turns out I want a lot of other stuff, too. Stuff like this**.
Stupid stores. With your marketing and your cuteness and your insanely high prices and your awdorable ice pop makers (and related accessories!). Harumph.
*I can buck other societal wedding standards by the dozen, but this one I just can't shake. I do not want an afghan with a puppy and a King James verse on it. I want sharp, sharp blades.
**Not on the registry. Yet.