Target Coupon

Although my friend Matt is begging me to bring back the coupon section, (he needs more lady razors) I am not.  However, this is a deal I have to share.  I’m sure all you procrastinators out there still have some Christmas shopping to do.   Who doesn’t love Tar-jay? Here is a coupon that gets you a free $10 Target gift card if you spend over $50. Matt can stock up on lady razors!

Extreme Coupons

I have become that woman. You know, the one we goofed on when we were younger. The person in line at the grocery store with a coupon binder. I think we can all agree that is not as annoying as the person paying with a check. Hi, 1994 called and they want your checkbook back. Get a damn debit card! Do you think I have time to waste 3 whole minutes while you write out $53.78 in long form?

When I left my job as a TV News Reporter to stay home with my kids I was looking for ways to save money. After all, I wasn’t bringing home a paycheck anymore. Please don’t say I don’t work. I would argue being a SAHM is more exhausting than most jobs. I deserve a huge salary. Instead I am rewarded with temper tantrums.

Anyway, I started clipping coupons. I would save .50 here and there. Then, I went to a blogging conference in New York City and met Chrystie Corns. She is the brains behind She doesn’t blog about whether Kim Kardashian was wearing a bra or if Lindsey Lohan stole a necklace. (because who f-ing cares!) She is an extreme couponer. It’s a cult of women who load pantries with shampoo, crackers and soup. They get most items for pennies or, in many cases, free. I thought: sign me up bitches! However, It’s a lot more work than I thought:


It involves Math and stuff. Everyone knows a writer can’t add and vice versa. I have learned there are more than just coupons in the weekly Sunday paper inserts. Take for example this advertisement for a fleece sweatsuit:


The designer doesn’t care if you look like Mr. Snuffleupagus. Why? Fleece + Elastic = Heaven! It’s too bad there isn’t a coupon for this outfit.

Pantry Organization

My pantry is a mess.  I have chips on the same shelf as spaghetti sauce, mixed in with canned peas.  Don’t judge.  Canned peas are yummy.  I met an amazing woman at BlogHer named Chrystie Corns who is building a house with a pantry the size of Carrie Bradshaw’s closet in the Sex & the City movie.  For me this seems like a good idea to get eliminate some of the clutter.  By the way, for my couponing friends out there you will LOVE Chrystie’s website.