My Wonder Woman Obsession Continues

I'm not sure that I should tell you what I bought on Saturday. Not sure at all. The news will either make you roll your eyes or make you insanely jealous. Either way, your feelings towards me will be forever altered.

Okay, okay. Quit begging me. I'll tell you. Well, show you.

Behold. Wonder Woman in Lego miniature form.

I don't know what to make of this sudden Wonder Woman obsession. My only defense is that I get obsessed with stuff. This winter my obsessions included raw spinach, avocados, Snuggies, Pinterest, and the History Channel show 'American Pickers'.

And now, of course, it's Wonder Woman.

While pursuing the vendor booths at the Lego Convention, I felt anxious. Like there was something I was supposed to see, but I kept missing it. Then, at a large display of Lego miniatures, what can only be described as a beam of light from Heaven shone down upon one specific mini.

Wonder Woman. With her Lasso of Truth.

I kid you not, I heard a chorus of angels bust out a rousing rendition of Hallelujah. It was lovely.

The Wonder Woman mini figure had me in her tractor beam and she drew me in. I dropped the 'We Built This City' Lego Fest 2012 T-shirt I was holding. I disregarded the whereabouts of my own children. I shoved other people's children to the side for I was on a mission.

Must. Buy. Wonder Woman.

Then, quite abruptly, the music stopped.

I saw the price tag.

Fifteen bucks.

Boo.

Not sure I could cough up more cash for the Lego miniature that I paid for the Snuggie.

Side note: I will always refer to it as a Snuggie, even though technically, it's a Comfy Throw. However, I will never refer to it as a snockoff.

I had to pass on the purchase of Wonder Woman. Fifteen dollars was just too much for me to pay for a two inch plastic woman. And her Lasso of Truth.

But she haunted me. Oh yes. She haunted me for the rest of Lego Fest. I halfheartedly enjoyed the Lego drive in movie (the 'movie screen' being an iPad).

I got a small kick out of seeing New York City's Naked Cowboy in Lego form.

But the pricey Wonder Woman mini brought down my level of excitement.

Until my oldest daughter, my bargain hunter, my smart-with-her-money-unless-it-is-bracelet-making-supplies-then-all-bets-are-off, spotted what I am referring to as the Deal of the Day. Wonder Woman was a mere eight dollars at this most glorious of vendor booths.

Eight dollars, people. Eight dollars. Cue that chorus of angels.

There was a crowd of people in front of this booth, but my kid politely maneuvered her way close to the front and she stuck her skinny little arm into the throng of people and snatched Wondie off the display for me. She had Wondie in one hand and was stretching and reaching out behind her with her other hand. I crammed a ten dollar bill in it, which she then waved high above her head to show the frazzled Lego huckster that she had an important purchase to make.

A very important purchase indeed.

Wonder Woman is currently awaiting me to drive into to town to buy a special shadow box or frame for her and her Lasso of Truth. She will be joining Davy Jones' autograph and a lovely black and white head shot of Elvis on one wall of my craft room. Or, as I've decided to start calling it, my room o' funk.

My Wonder Woman obsession continues as does my husband's anxiety that my room o' funk decor will ooze out into other parts of the house. I think he's just jealous of my ultra cool and hip stuff. I mean, really. Who doesn't want a little Wondie in a room? Pin It Now!